Short Underworld Poems
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Your honored Majesty
Queen of the underworld,
Why come with hot tongue?
Burning, cooking and burying
Community of peace-lovers?
Persephone
Queen of the Underworld
Wife of Hades
Surrounded by demons
Greek Goddess of spring
Easily tempted
A tiny bit cursed
Full of innocence
Persephone
fiery opening to underworld
Lucifer’s fire in the night sky
those who were slated to go began to thrash
not sorry to have been corrupt
fearful they had been caught
I felt her Gothic breath
It's warmth breathing
Upon my body; her touch
Igniting these senses..
In flames her lips tracing
Burning kisses this conviction
Of my want; black velvet blue skies.
I felt her Gothic breath
It's warmth breathing
Upon my body; her touch
Igniting these senses...
In flames her lips tracing
Burning kisses this conviction
Of my want ? Black velvet blue skies.
Form:
Anything
Bad
Certainly
Dies
Eventually
For
GOD
Has
Installed
JESUS
King
Lord
Master
Number
One
People
Quit
Running
Senslessly
Toward
Underworld
Villains
Win
X-alt
Yahweh
Zion is home
you are calling for me
with sweet melodies
from the underworld,
"Oh Persephone come back to me"
imbued with sobs,
negligently i slip into your arms -
how dantesque of me to
conjure an inferno upon me.
Sijo-5
one day accidentally, I stepped into the way which
laying in the gruesome air that leads to the netherworld
the chill and soundless world no one ever been there has returned
Gray,
Dismal
Rainy days.
Then leafless trees,
As it gets warmer,
All start to sprout new buds.
Migratory birds appear.
Abandoning the underworld,
And the ruler of the dead, Hades,
Persephone returns to Demeter.
Is it rue, my soul, that many times Hade’s gates you have to cross, wisdom to gain?
© Demetrios Trifiatis
18 February 2016
*Hades, one of the Olympians, ruler of the underworld, husband of Persephone.
Beauty of Creation dark.
Genius of the Underworld.
Bats are given wings of gold.
Demon sons, they lie unfurled.
Black is rimmed with diamond lip.
Physical transcends.
And so begins that dark, cool beat -
that once awakened, never ends.
Oh, Death, Lord of the underworld,
How misunderstood you must be
For
At the moment it is you who opens the gates of eternity,
Still
We, mortals, your coming abhor!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
10 April 2022
Grief
(A lone voice whispers, looking at a photograph)
Do you still miss me
The one you left behind blowing your horn
When you crossed The Acheron
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Acheron:
One of the five rivers of the underworld.
First person: "We are always like this... don't you find it boring?"
Second person: "We are what we are and we deserve everything here."
First person: "Haven't you received a bill lately?"
Second person: "There are no bills here -- only chills!"
A
fearless of death heart
is
the best defense against
the
Lord of the underworld
for
it deprives him of
his
most lethal weapon:
Terror!*
© Demetrios Trifiatis
26 March 2020
* WE SHALL BE VICTORIOUS!
We shuffle through the gorse tunnel,
Harsh underworld of impaling thorns.
The reek of alcohol is rising from your back
Like steam that twists entangling my thoughts
With gut twisting clarity and certainty that
This things is upon you,
this dark thing.
Bullets are birth control pills of the poor.
Underworld silver birds of war.
Life's wicked schizophrenic twin.
Swinging from the meat hook mayhem.
The end arrives before life begins.
Tide after tide of wicked intent.
The streets' favorite color
is the color of death.
Proteus beneath our wheels,
shapeshifting God of the Underworld hungers,
longing for music as laughter,
stars that sparkle in young eyes.
He takes what Hebe gifts,
lacking such grace Himself.
Wheels pass:
Proteus sleeps,
sated until the next passing,
waking with a song to feed again.
I will hold my hands with an air of grace.
I will walk with an essence that would shame death.
I will stone-heartily smile at the chaos that erupts
Around me.
My face sleek like the underworld
Will shine with the screams of mortal men.
I shall be proclaimed of Ruin.
The sister of The Dead.
The Mistress of Death
in the sound of metal
in the grind of the night
speaks the priests of underworld delights
arise deceased beast, be yet reborn
rise with blood on your horns~
make too your minions, with fire in toll
burn earth's, evolution and more
covered in ash, stained with blood
atom Bible, earth's unloved~
aka:lyricvixen
Form:
Death my old friend, I welcome you like an old friend.
Young at first now an old man, I open my home and heart and welcome you you in.
So you bony spirit with the hellfire eyes take my weary soul.
Guide my gently into good night, cross the dark water to the gate of Hade's home, as I take my place in the underworld and eternal rest.
Where the most influential persons live
Where the most dangerous goons gather
Where dictomacy where federal agencies
Where evil officers where harmful Psycho clinics
Where false propaganda where Elite Mafia
Where snatching Policy where guided missiles
That place is known as capital territory..
Note. Underworld is the hub of aliens.
We need to be careful
We need to be watchful
The way they look
The way they behave
That quirky smile
That signs and signals
That anger and hatred
That hints and cracks
Their Evil Ego
Their underlings and false pretenses could be the dawnings of death.
Note. Body language is the index of mind.
Lesson. Underworld is the world of demons.
Laughing witches and ghosts
can't give me shivers,
should I encounter a ghost...
I will not run, but toast;
here comes Bloody Eyes!
There's an underworld known as Fiery Hell
roaming with evil spirits that just chill,
I'm sprinkling some Holy Water...
they will disappear in thin air;
and back in their dungeon, they'll cringe and yell!
Underworld gangs are brothels.
Gangsters working in there are sex workers.
Politicians are the clients(Buyers)of these sex workers.
DON is the(NAIKA)of these sex workers.
Police works as a Pimp and law enforcement agencies
are the spectators and have worn bangles,
ghangri chola,bra,and have become transgender...
Note.My wife is a hooker..