Mummified Poems - Poems about Mummified

... “Concrete Hearts, the Deep End Keys and the Miniaturist's Poetry of Sleep” Following the Babel paths, where footprints progress like rough-hewn braille, temptation shows i......

Continue reading...

...The many days and nights caring for your disabled spouse picking up many pieces lot's of tissues for crying in silence you know you matter an yet you are the sole caregiver an yet you yourself are br......

Continue reading...

... My devilish mausoleum painted with bloodcurdling remains Cobweb gives spine-tingling ......

Continue reading...

..."Do you want ice with It?" Why not, the deep snow will be more slidable. I rattle the cubes. A snowstorm keeps me twisting and corkscrewed even when at rest. 'Not too cold for you?" I am mu......

Continue reading...

...January, the first of the year, always waits, lulls, and wakes a nice cold feeling Every year it comes and haunts me, it's like death, this month is the reaper for me I feel dead, many Januarys hav......

Continue reading...

...Many British thermal units* later Vice linkedin to carnal flesh this writer, (a married heterosexual doofus, – whose alter egos named and highlighted courtesy Gallant and Goofus) attones ......

Continue reading...

...A solitary tear escapes my eye, As poignant thoughts shuffle my decor. If only I could rewrite the script, defy, To release the burden that anchor my core. "Why me?" reverberates through the v......

Continue reading...

..."Non-intervention by others or by other means than natural causation, accords the many hither before you the pain of death, and the many hereafter the pleasure of eternal life, " ...by The Poet. f......

Continue reading...

...The Ancient Odyssey of clubs to bombs from red ochre handprints on cave walls to the destroyer of worlds is a long-traveled road with the wormy flesh of war and blood-soaked fields where w......

Continue reading...

...Written: December 02, 2023 Quote "Without birth and death, and without the perpetual transmutation of all the forms of life, the world would be static, rhythm-less, undancing, mummi......

Continue reading...

...In this arid expanse, where life's essence is drained, I wander, a lost soul, forever unchained. The desert's embrace, a relentless sea of brown, Engulfs me, in its barren grasp, I drown. Granu......

Continue reading...

...Ancient Egyptians had terrific mummification skills They practiced on a variety of lesser animals hippopotamuses, cats, dogs, camels, and apes there is non-living proof of their talents in their t......

Continue reading...

...I'm writing my heart out clean tonight; my Mask only read in your mummified veins; I join your heart in its breaking's right— I'd not meant you to be alone; these days. I still grasp your dawn on......

Continue reading...

...Along the paw-trod path Narrow and dainty through the gorse Where yellow flowers Lie dim like fallen stars in the mist Comes a silent visitor, hesitant It licks its lips A taste like vi......

Continue reading...

...He was a body in flames, like all that walk, fly or crawl his body was a hive for both death and life. His skull was ancient the bone of it, was a small hill at the root of the Himalayas. ......

Continue reading...