Fantasy Poems | Examples of Fantasy Poetry

The rain of shattered dreams drips, like the tears of fallen stars, Each drop is a sigh of my soul, weeping in the depths of nature, In the eternal waltz of the raindrops, weaving with the day’s...Read the rest...

In the depths of the soul's shadows, the artist is a living flame, a spark of magic, Seeking eternal themes that shine beneath the ancient vaults of the sky, To reveal them under the mantle of night,...Read the rest...

That day when it came on, it just came on, The way I guess some things do near the end. Maybe like a scene for one of your paintings, But the image dries inside, before your...Read the rest...

Under the delicate veil of reality, unseen worlds weave webs of mystery, There, beneath the clear surface, lie extinguished universes, full of hidden stories. I floated like a child in a dream, feeling the call of these...Read the rest...

We are born into a world of sublimated madness, calculated with the precision of a broken clock, amid the shattered stained glass of desolate factories, where the echo of emptiness reverberates, in taverns where silence bears the...Read the rest...

In the search for the meaning of life, we are born in the shadow of conscious death, An echo of the spirit, of our introspective and questioning gaze, Under the weight of the end, we weave religions...Read the rest...

Under the infinite sky of our destiny, the waves of souls stir, A sea of average spirits, drifting aimlessly on the waters of silence, Lacking that aristocratic individuality, as demanded by Christ or Buddha or Plato, Hiding in...Read the rest...

Women, secret priestesses of the soul and undying dream, Whispering ancestral secrets woven in the threads of destiny, Knowing men like parchments deciphered under the full moon’s glow, Understanding every hidden longing, each impenetrable dream, and every unspoken...Read the rest...

Hush, the world will never know the mystery hidden in silences, Paper bird feathers, drifting like the specters of unspoken dreams, From my heart, scattering like stardust on angel wings, Grains of dreams carried by infinity, suspended in...Read the rest...

Today, in the mirror of the world, we lose our steps through ideologies, For reality does not conform to any pre-established template. Life, like a magical river, flows beyond boundaries, A hidden mystery in shadows, an ever-unfathomable enigma. People,...Read the rest...

Ideologies and laws are fences of the boundless world, Invisible enclosures that frame our souls within cold walls, Paths drawn in the dust of time, silent steel labyrinths, For our fragile lives, squeezed into norms and regulations. Every metal...Read the rest...

In the shadow of the night, on the corridors of magical silence, keeping the sacred secret, I would send souls in search of a love made of mist and torn pain, To transform sorrow into poetry, cheap...Read the rest...

The poet does not see reality, but sees beyond its enchanted veil, Through his eyes unfold the mysteries of the world, in mantles of light and shadow, A young wanderer on the paths of imagination, mastering the...Read the rest...

Poetry, the supreme form of knowledge and expression, is the window to infinity, Through which the soul traverses hidden, unseen, and deep realms, Religion, science, philosophy, mathematics, art, all are but shadows of divine magic, In delicate verses,...Read the rest...

Poetry and we have roots like an ancient tree, Deeply embedded in the mysterious soil of time, Each verse, a branch reaching towards unknown heavens, Seeking divine light, yearning to touch eternity. Under the canopy of night, our leaves...Read the rest...