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POEM STARTER

Write a poem about a magical spell.

You could either write about the spell, or make the poem the spell itself!

Writings

Spell

_Heal my heart_

_Mend my scars_

_Help me love a little harder_


_Whisper to the wind_

_Asking for a friend_

_Longing for a magical change_


_Break the walls_

_Finish the puzzle_

_Complete the story of time_


_Hold my hand_

_Through the storm_

_Guide my way home tonight _


_Help me feel whole again_

_So i can love_

_So i can dream_

_So i can be anything_...

The Spell Of Clover.

All beauties of this forest’s life,

All that blink, all that grow and sprout,

I ask to be your shielding knife,

The kind savior from your grim doubts.


Grant me the duty,

To wall you from man,

Who sees greed as beauty,

A pawn in their land.


As gluttony flows for the enemy,

Diligence and care floods my veins,

To reshape our identity,

I vow to shade the life and chain.


So call upon me,

With s...

Her

Her love concurs me

She makes me feel like I’m under a spell

Her scent smelled of roses

Roses to match her hair

Her eyes are a light green

Her laugh so contagious, I would do anything for her

She makes me feel like the ocean

The waves picking up and crashing on the beach

She makes me feel calm

And that I would do anything for her

She is a spell herself

She caught me in her spell

And f...

The First Spell

Bleeding,

Blade kissing skin

Our tongues whip words to life

That bend the world and all within,

Blood sings.


Melody,

Colours the air

And summons something here

Silent and undeclared to us,

It weeps.


Mourning,

The day turns black

For what has lived and died

To muster this bewitching gift,

This night.

...

ļæ¼ Forbidden

My darling lover,

Each time your sweet lips part,

You release the serpent,

To coil around my heart.


I still remember when,

We plugged the apple from the tree,

Its forbidden juices flowed,

And I drank eagerly.


Oh, but when I realized,

The tree was not meant for us,

The apple decayed in my hands,

My mouth filled with dirt.


Your rot stains my lips,

Your serpent weaves through my bones,

Your rib...

Starlight In A Jar ļæ¼

If only I could plunge my hands,

Wrist-deep in beauty’s water,

And bring it to my lips, so parched and dry,


I’d drink until I felt it coursing,

Through my veins like blood,

Eagerly, until the river ran dry.


If I could craft a lotion from,

Self-worth and affection,

I’d spread it tenderly on calloused skin.


I’d lay beneath the golden Sun,

Allowing every pore,

To hungrily soak all its power in.


I...

Black Magic

A stolen hair

Perhaps something more fair

Rose petals and fallen snow

Into a cauldron to face the unknown

For skin softer than my own

I chant, I pray, I scream.

Let it all rest in the moonlight

An eye for an eye

It may leave her blind

But I’ve always wanted emeralds in mine.

I chant, I pray, I scream

Is it worth the price?

Does it count..

If it's a stolen sacrifice?

I did not even think twice

I ...

Neighbors Over The Mountain

I rolled through Glenhaven today

For my first time after the flood

I could not go there before


It all came back

Tears fell from my eyes

The damage remains


Like a trauma I’ve lived through

Ten years

The time is insignificant


Remains of the rivers embankment

Massive Boulders mar the landscape

I bowed my head in mourning


Roads repaired after washing with the river

Made whole again once mor...

Voided Magick Dreams..

Whiskey pages in the blanks of my space. I’m waiting for the headless man, to finish painting on my new face...


Speak of three, in love and quarrels. Sentiment is nary hushing my fall. Ripples of silence remind me that winds blow change. Telling more about the exact slice of a razors blade. Extruding from my smile is the excellence of vacancy. Glowing you, but I’m stitched in shades of ebony. Sin...

Voided Magic, We…

And when your lips, are achingly close to mine. I want to devour your taste; inhale you for all time…


I feel your nails scratch against my skin. It feels like sin. But you’re mine. You pulled me close, I let your demons in. Let you eat me again. You smell like sin. But you’re mine. I brush my tongue against yours, a sensation divine; sex bleeding from our pours. We fuck like sin. But you’re mine....

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