Sorcery Poems - Poems about Sorcery

Two of these One of those Take with food One more dose Swallow it down Like magical spells Self-medicate To make yourself well Tail of newt Wing of fly Take everyday and you won't cry Lock it all up Behind chemical walls Don't read fine print Across ceiling crawl Pharmaceutical cauldron Sorcery lab Not just broken body Your soul's on the slab...

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Cunning Sam craved to catch caged canary, feigned sly not to be overtly scary. He sneaked with dinner in mind, caught in cage, Sam starved confined. The bird performed Houdini sorcery. ...

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They are incantations, holders of truth and lie, they can be imprecations for bad or sly, they are hammers that forge our lives, implements which are sharp as knives, mastering them may seem nigh, one may think he is adroit in this art, or it may be a mere start, Here no element is a titular part, some might think of them as banal, in...

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We live in a world where magic is alive We live with incantation and the surreal We live with the charmed and the fay In a world of magic where enchantment swells In a world where monitoring spirits roam unnerved Unhindered wrecking havoc emptying laymen's joy The Indian dream catcher a thing of beauty The dream catcher a thing of magic and...

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His eyes of gold; peer into my soul with a milk mustache he licks his fancy, torn between two worlds reality is magical, says him so needing to be free, yet longing for a hand; to scratch his silky locks strike while you can his finicky soul; dances in the wind dreaming of playing again his sorcery is made of stone, annoyed by your attention yet never...

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Elastic bands bound as a ball holding fluff and other stuff - oh, what a ball-like beast to bounce about. It holds: magic, religion, sorcery and even thoughts of Harry Potter - oh lovely stuff we play with, hold as belief, believe when we hold such stuff. Yes, wish to believe in belief, play with belief until we can jettison it and toy with belief again, perhaps tomorrow with a glass of wine and...

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Sorcery When he entered and put on his hat Lights were twinkling like stars Audiences sincerely abide his spell And she whispered; 'Can I ask you the whole Universe'? He uncoated his longevous sorcery with glitters of love; 'Don't you think now we two make whole Universe'?...

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Enchanted by your wistfully inked charm I disrobe and unchain my melancholy heart At last I am prepared to love and love Your sourcery has cracked my code for a new start Where darkness lay light is born my sweet soul The fires you have been cleansed by are pure I am here awaiting your willful consumption Flesh ,blood,bone all of me...

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A portrait me older mage sorcerer I syet Father is yet me,i sought salem is mehowyetihadmarchedmeaobey Tis I yet a brother i found means the cyclonicamonster below a scream of the sacrifice sapien Dote stem demon is he beat the brother, daughtertisitblame ‘’piece me shout heard the locals bade thehorroryaymesuchaman ‘’plead yet taken out me own dog it...

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I was a child, naive and care free A soul of great curiosity Then strong spirits poured into me Seeped away with my purity Siphoned my will so slowly Drowned my heart in self-pity ...Showed me the way to misery I was a boy without clarity With no good sense of identity Then a burning bush spoke to me Dazed me aromatically Consumed my prosperity Changed me...

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From Late Night Tears To Early Morning Grumps, Through All the Bruises Scrapes and bumps, My mother has been, Keeping the spirit, no one has seen. Times can be hard I guess, But she has no time to express, The laughter, the memories and those looks in her eyes, Never to trade, never to compromise. From where do you get so much energy? You...

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Mortals come & mortals go Wry life will ever pillage, The sea and mountains remain And will remain the village; Memories lace old pathways With a painful tear or two, Lo dried with a mystic touch Fine sorcery time can do. ***********...

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a phone call a text a stroke on my cheek the way you weep your sarcastic guile a cheeky smile you melt me unambiguously lay my fear at your feet that hat tossed about your head your cherub nature a tarnished sweetness assails my heart sorcery, magic, the dark; dark arts whatever that is is you whatever will be is you...

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Disappointment and hurt serving as a huge barrier subsequent sensitivity of the mind towards affection makes the heart worrier, converting a spot once habitable to a no go area; overworking feelings and emotions without any wage. The windows of tenderness’ stores, now partially damaged just to maintain this new borrowed image. Opening the doors is beyond the spell of any wizard persistence on...

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As a tiara of lights blushes on cheeks with rhythmic sorcery, I breathe in the fire under the open moonlight, and velvet curtains unfold on one evening’s tapestry… the heart pulses with a podium of tantric notes bound to release some lithe madness , as silhouettes appear like rugged capes grating the first tempo of Latin blues. Now, go! Cuddle it, taste it...

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