Ritual Poems - Poems about Ritual

...Insipid be the bounty, lain before the masses. Languishing are those the ravenous harasses. Mortals just morsals to a hunger never sated. Fear laden blood keeps who feeds intoxicated. The crazed ......Read the rest...

...Under the mantle of the cosmic night, where stars whisper their eternal prayers, In everyone's life, at some moment, the inner fire goes out, A hidden flame, enveloped by the unforeseen winds of fa......Read the rest...

...Under the undulating and mysterious mantle of the night, Where stars write their stories in silver ink, A lost soul seeks infinity in echoes, Fleeing from the comfort that soothes but does not enc......Read the rest...

...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 sa......Read the rest...

... This poem is inspired by Jeff Ripple's painting titled 'Stormy Weather'. You can find the link to the painting at the bottom of the page, and there is also an image of the painting uplo......Read the rest...

...You are alone in the world, but the power lies within you, You wait for someone to come and solve all your worries, But they are caught in the whirlwinds of their own problems, They do not have th......Read the rest...

...Those practicing Tantra urge us to celebrate, albeit in an aspect of childlike trust and surrender, whilst Buddhists lay emphasis on emptiness, essentially negating play of aversion and desire an......Read the rest...

...April 6—Beverage, libation, liquid… Daily Ritual Drinks Drink in the morning I drink a cup of snarling hot coffee while watching the news. in the afternoon I shift to tea either earl......Read the rest...

...Cloaked in misty judgments, we have dressed ourselves, Finding in condemnation a kind of sacred and dignified sport. An inert paradigm, where blame is like a talisman That people wear proudly, bel......Read the rest...

...Among the forests of ideas that get lost in dense fogs, On high cliffs, beliefs carved into the mountain's root, We stand bound by incantations, by formulas we recite like a litany, With hearts fu......Read the rest...

...In the secretive corners of the soul, Where you are guided by the whispers of loss, There hides the seed of poetry — A precious stone born from the unseen pressure of pain. An ancient ritual in a......Read the rest...

...At the crossroads of time, where April flinches in buds parted, Spring dwells in the temple, a priestess in a procession of timid lights. A gentle breeze blows, carrying dreams stormy on the orbit ......Read the rest...

...George faced the two ships of splendorous light Entreated, and vowed to shatter the false gods Openly soldiering on, through Christ’s name Rome, heard this bright name and brought their wheel o......Read the rest...

...In case you haven't noticed I'm a poet verbal usage explosive, Wrote it to show I'm potent while showing I'm still unfolding, With words I manage verbs the action within observed, Then swerves I'm......Read the rest...

...Within his moment, I wouldn't change a thing, my life right now is earnt, I got here on my own merit, proud of all the things I've learnt. Oh but that thought of what if, what an offer! If I c......Read the rest...