Spells Poems

Spells poems bring the best collection of short and long spells poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great spells rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these spells poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on spells are here for you.

Brave Heart

Brave Heart long poem

Somewhere in a cottage down by the lake lands hidden out of sight…superstition is like a religion no one understands… well and in the darkness of the night Lightning strikes the water parting the rain as I sit here by

Poems containing references to : Spells

Sweet Whisperings

Sweet Whisperings short poem prose poem

Surrendering to- Which they have no control over, Each day they are together- Every time they look at one another, They give each other a part of themselves. Whispering promises of tomorrow- Her dreams, his wings- In the embrace they

The Alchemist

The Alchemist long poem

hear my manifesto, dear heart in meditation from late morning bleeding larded beads of sweat a recluse’s hideaway a mobile home sealed against weather drum tight baking in the Florida sun cross legged on the cheap rag mat so thoroughly

Understandings of War

Understandings of War sonnet poems

The world’s a puzzle of inconvenience The members who inhabit it are worse than fallen angels Ghoulishness, fears, abhorrence are their manifest examples And for them there’s palpably nothing like repentance Rare, are the souls who proliferate forbearance As malicious

Crystal Visions

Crystal Visions short poem

Welcome…to the 5th world of mysticism well I see A Crystal Vision and consulting my big black book of Miracles to recite the incantation you need tonight with A wave of my hands and a flash of light I change

Visit To Temple

Visit To Temple short poem

When the mind is happy when the mood is upbeat when the purse is full when the family is in tune when the friends encircle Then Life appears delightful A visit to the temple is just a formality God appears

Farewell

Farewell prose poem

February, had just bid farewell to its 29th day, Knowing that it won’t see it for next four years And that’s why I guess the night seemed a bit longer And silent, and calm, and the wind chose to lazily

Seine Of Benevolence

Seine Of Benevolence short poem

Like a beautiful woman standing tall, wrapped with a shawl amidst the mist; there exists a seine between what is & what can’t be! And though it’s made up of mere words; it keeps one safe from rash assertion! Like

The Guests In My Room

The Guests In My Room prose poem

I know I see these words sitting across the room They look at me, some wait, Few of them are feasting among themselves, and The others waking me up, Pulling me, trying to push me out of bed. And few

Malevolent Mental Maelstrom

Malevolent Mental Maelstrom ballad

Fiendish and gruesome phantasmagoric denizens Dwell deep inside subterranean vault perform an evil dance Haunt psychic landscape with imaginary (yet realistic) Gargoyle visitations that cast a macabre trance Nocturnal unconscious invaders cavort and gallivant Disturb quiescent sleep with devilish and

Angelique

Angelique long poem

Oh immortal sorceress, daughter of Lilith She is a prism in the moonlight, a deity Darker than the Sargasso sea, her fury is Unforgiving as the Titans came to Recognize, all because of their jealousy Over her lineage and limitless

Woman

Woman short poem

allow me this privilege of seeing you in , the unlit room in a chilly night, alone and guiltless, as night unmask your face, assumed Venus in the cowl shawl, splendor on the door it would admit, the dream of

A Soul Dies

A Soul Dies short poem

Sky overcast, moon was sad. Ashes were sent to the lake. Who killed the bird in morning rain? Ashes were sent to the lake. A hidden slaughterman did not die. Ashes were sent to the lake. The good old name

Gods And Demons

Gods And Demons short poem

  White blood cells from demon, Pinch of salt and honey It is mixture to heal the will and Accelerate spinning electron Gods and demons at all whispers Exist in spells arcane from ever Erased time and space Satellites located

Crystal Visions

Crystal Visions short poem

Welcome…to the 5th world of mysticism well I see A Crystal Vision and consulting my big black book of Miracles to recite the incantation you need tonight with A wave of my hands and a flash of light I change

The Evil Day

The Evil Day ballad

Before some three or four-odd days Began the nature show some craze. The people, truly afraid, to say, Nowhere did find a place to stay. The initial portension was a fire, That left a pile of ashes and mire Of

Sad Truth‬

Sad Truth‬ short poem

They first used to respect me Before they didn’t know me It’s only when they knew me That they started abusing me Knowledge made them evil I’m talking about the people They studied geology Now they are hurting me with

Dawn

Dawn sonnet poems

With midnight far behind and gleams increase, Sunrise hints of impending breaking out, The night almost finished ending its lease, As now alarmed roosters begin to shout Of dawn, while Yesterday floats downriver, And sands of Time unload from Future’s

My Inspirer – J.k.r

My Inspirer   J.k.r ode

I used to run far from reading, School didn’t dispel that feeling. Until your words worked open that door Hogwarts, I could never have explored. Your words were already read by them all I was curious but careless most of

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Supernatural

Supernatural long poem

inside my brain lest I refrain lies a deep impulse to explode the notion of love that comes from heaven above I was given this gift as a child with pad and pen & a need to pretend hands, heart,

Stay Even When I’m Broken Or Go For Good

Stay Even When Im Broken Or Go For Good long poem

So what does it take? Me succeeding for you to care Is success a reason to stay Or is the lack of it an excuse to abandon me I thought we were family Yes by blood but it’s more than

Happiness Scripts

Happiness Scripts long poem

Project Happiness .. she informs me… The genuine smile, or laughter aloud, The Happy one, what paths are urged. Blissful moments, that made their way. Victory, Peace, Success, and Truth.. Others had picked the choices away. Though Happiness, now she

Please, Why?

Please, Why? long poem

To the first guy, who ever made me cry. May I ask you why? You told me you love me, But why did you make me feel like I could just die. I didn’t really know, If I should believe

Tolerance

Tolerance short poem

We must have tolerance for all Gay, straight, Jew, Christian, Muslim, black, white, Hispanic or Chinese One thing is certain it is not the entire world that is guilty of prejudice But only a handful of idiots that do not

Desert Twilight

Desert Twilight long poem

Well and it’s once in a lifetime reinvention magic kinda like a secret superstition miracle of a the souls great salvation love found me just in time, the kind I thought I’d never find the kind that only happens once

You and I

You and I short poem

Making the best of what we had Was our first deal. Pity it was not Enough. Just a Pre–destined route. Our place is now deserted. Wretched Like an unfinished song. It’s the same For both of us. Who do you

Life

Life short poem

Life is but a journey, like one’s journey in a train Where scenes and locales pass you by As you move past them during your journey in the train. No trace, no memories get left behind As you disembody at

Raindrops

Raindrops short poem

I sat by the window, With a cup of tea warming my palms, And watched the plummeting raindrops, Gleefully break into a sprightly dance. One by one the drops, Glided down the window pane, And with great rhythm and motion,

Lively Raindrops

Lively Raindrops short poem

Rain holds life, In every little drop, Hanging on every leaf and flower, Reflecting without a mask. Each lone drop, Has a story to tell, Of a struggle to hang on, In its journey. Like a teardrop, It falls from

Together Forever

Together Forever long poem

When I looked into your eyes I knew you were the one Love was the essence of my mere existence Those walks in the park all alone We were both holding are own Sweet kisses and the poems would flow

Without You

Without You elegy

Walking down the memory lane, this is the last goodbye, the last smile, the last tear, but maybe not the last memory I have to bear. Time it was, time with you, time like I never knew, time when I

The Last Valentine

The Last Valentine short poem

Outside not a breath of air stirs. Heat, a shimmering wall, Rises from the blacktopped circular drive. Sprinklers spray, and Water sweeps in waves Splashing on red-flowering bottlebrush shrubs That hummingbirds love so well. Inside are comfortable chairs and couches

Wilderness Encounter

Wilderness Encounter short poem

A masterful bull elk in prime condition the massive monster’s high spirited bugle reverberating out across a vast valley high in the Cascade Mountain Range. Wapiti’s harem meandering about on a pristine alpine meadow with the grand master on full

Snowy Day

Snowy Day short poem

Knee deep in snow I walk. Listening to the wind in the trees, flying snow everywhere. Silent the sound. Just the rustling of tree limbs flying snow. I walk through the forest cleansing my my mind. Squirrels in the trees

Dad

Dad short poem

I have a hero I call him dad, Who makes me smile whenever I am sad. Dad, You are my first love For me, you are all above. With a morning hug, U wake me up, Then you run errands,

Reservation

Reservation short poem

Power reserves forest land, wild aboriginals lose teeth and claws people enjoy them on magic carpet. Dams Reserve water, like lachrymal gland of eye woes overflow as tears. Reserved category once lived in gigantic palaces, now museums preserve grand air.

Whispers Of The Blossoming Fall

Whispers Of The Blossoming Fall short poem

Man of few words, He scars his badge of honor kept himself a shield of neglect, holding onto tears that dripped no longer an ode sang the orientals ” ‘t was summers of an ancient time, He had visions of

The way

The way prose poem

The wind rushes through the fields I am but an object that sees and feels The landscape changes as weather does the deals I want to sail on clouds that blow by like Catherine wheels The light across the long

The Fault

The Fault short poem

This poem is On the basis of the thought written by Shakespeare in Julius Caesar , ” the fault dear brutus is not in our stars but in ourselves ” They searched and searched Their entire life For a fault

Your Memory

Your Memory short poem

In my dreams are happy endings In my dreams you are standing with me It’s just another fantasy As my life unfolds before me There is a part of you that holds me I’m living in your memory I wish