Sorcery Poems

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

Avian Sorcery

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.

Words

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

The Indian Dreamcatcher

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

Merlin the Magical Cat

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

Fluff and Stuff

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 Mr Merlin -
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

Sorcery

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'?

Sorcery

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

A Portrait a Madman Sorceror

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

Arrested

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

Mom's Sorcery

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

Sorcery of Time

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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What Sort of Sorcery Is This

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

Greater Than Sorcery

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

Sorcery Onstage

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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