Effigies Poems - Poems about Effigies

...“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” Rumi Upon my quest for quintessence. I was an amorist, positive in poetic philosophies. Elysian and empyrean effigies, enlightened i......Read the rest...

...As I pivot to confront my offspring, I anticipate the sight of terror etched in their innocent eyes, a reflected horror that would mirror the abyssal darkness that has long resided within me. Inst......Read the rest...

...We are a species gnawing at the roots of existence, hellbent on self-immolation, our every endeavor a funiculus of futility. The argent legacy of our forebears, squandered by imbecilic hands that mol......Read the rest...

...Smeared In a pattern. This Rorschach abstraction. Flowing like satin. In cascading fashion. Symmetry, mimicry. Mirroring the mind. Coddling, throttling. Either or is fine. Full to burstin......Read the rest...

...I’m done with co-dependence or so I say I’ve burnt so many effigies for others I’m the giver in my codependency The taker burns all my oxygen She used to grant just a puff to breathe Her flame ......Read the rest...

... A dispenser of dishonest vice, a peddler of blatant lies, In his unscrupulous realms, nobility of truth sadly dies, Where righteous vibes of morality and decency agonize; Where benevolence cries......Read the rest...

...Below the veil of twilight, memories sway in the moon's oaring, Effigies of the departed rise like incense smoke amongst ruins. They have sprinkled us with pale dreams, and now, flowers of forgetfu......Read the rest...

...The withering is so very beautiful. Eyes build translucent shells for themselves. there is a falling inward, mouths move beneath appearance, Expressions of mortality falter, as the mind begin......Read the rest...

... Brimstone throats burned, before bursting into combustible myths. Dragons were effigies, deeply scorched into hearts. Forever became extinct, it became, the lick of a decaying fire. Smoke b......Read the rest...

...In the kingdom of forgetfulness you've left me, dear friends of old, But in my soul I bear no grudge, just an undying flame, bold, You've planted in me the seed of longing, in the endless wasteland......Read the rest...

...It was the bronzed bell of a tinseled Ocean ship. Until destiny was scuttled by a fiery water witch. In time, it became the haunting clang upon a reef. A macabre Nic Nac for cliques that ruled t......Read the rest...

.... . . I stoned the lord of death to death we lye, now, side by side as effigies of who we tried to be among countless revolutions among countless massacres evaporating into mixtu......Read the rest...

...In ancient cities and times, kings, rulers and their often-faceless consorts, were exalted in marble statuary, yet so much of those effigies now remain headless. Those bygone exalted figures ......Read the rest...

...The roads leading away circle the distances and seem to go nowhere. They seed the horizon with promises, disorganising the senses and reason until there is only a hole, a dark cave into th......Read the rest...

...TRANSIENT  made visible in the eponymous to  first appear a point a in linear perspective  relief with expressive intensity a breath a downcast gaze with furrowed brow a presence   ......Read the rest...