Cynibal - Hello Poetry

Here, rasped the keeper, lies what thou seek What the ground may herald, if only it could speak Here under shattered earth, devoid of any reason Lie those of unlike cause who now share a woeful season Those who in anger clashed now forever clasped An eternity to ponder a victory of ash Here mayest thou confer, once thy grief is spent One token, one and one only, may be lent Under that visage grim I wondered what I might Offer up in sorrow and tribute to this plight What solitary offering can ease an age of suffering? What single plea might compromise the evil born of a thousand lies? What could bend the darkling arc of tomorrows promise broken? What could stay the agony of a thousand cries unspoken? What a scornful sieve, that sifts the dead from the grieved What gift born of misery would anyone receive? One token, one and one only One for the sadness, one for the laughter One for the remembrance, one for the hereafter One for the grief past which no devoted heart may see One for the loneliness our hearts forever flee One for what is given, one for what is taken One for what leaves a heart forever aching One thought I, one token? A reminder? A warning? Meaningless to one in mourning And so as life takes and gives in kind I bore away my grief and left one tear behind

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Mar 15

Mar 15, 2026 at 1:16 PM UTC

Burden of Sorrow

Here, rasped the keeper, lies what thou seek What the ground may herald, if only it could speak Here under shattered earth, devoid of any reason Lie those of unlike cause who now share a woeful season Those who in anger clashed now forever clasped An eternity to ponder a victory of ash Here mayest thou confer, once thy grief is spent One token, one and one only, may be lent Under that visage grim I wondered what I might Offer up in sorrow and tribute to this plight What solitary offering can ease an age of suffering? What single plea might compromise the evil born of a thousand lies? What could bend the darkling arc of tomorrows promise broken? What could stay the agony of a thousand cries unspoken? What a scornful sieve, that sifts the dead from the grieved What gift born of misery would anyone receive? One token, one and one only One for the sadness, one for the laughter One for the remembrance, one for the hereafter One for the grief past which no devoted heart may see One for the loneliness our hearts forever flee One for what is given, one for what is taken One for what leaves a heart forever aching One thought I, one token? A reminder? A warning? Meaningless to one in mourning And so as life takes and gives in kind I bore away my grief and left one tear behind

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I walk the garden trails with ease Accompanied by a summer breeze On paths lined with flower and tree In greetings do they bend to me Bowing low they seek a boon The gentle rains of afternoon And each flower of every form Dance and sway within the storm Receiving each and every kiss Bestowed upon them by the mist Glistening in their finery Is how they send their thanks to me

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Mar 15

Mar 15, 2026 at 1:13 PM UTC

A Garden of Delight

I walk the garden trails with ease Accompanied by a summer breeze On paths lined with flower and tree In greetings do they bend to me Bowing low they seek a boon The gentle rains of afternoon And each flower of every form Dance and sway within the storm Receiving each and every kiss Bestowed upon them by the mist Glistening in their finery Is how they send their thanks to me

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The waters of Lethe roil in and out To cast its fury all about A castaway upon the strand Dreams of far off ancient lands Every memory flung alight Countless dirges in their flight The cost is naught, only the will Which denigrates beneath the swill And I awash within that grip Have only but to take a sip To pass beyond these moon lit shores To wake and dream no more

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Mar 15

Mar 15, 2026 at 1:11 PM UTC

Oblivion

The waters of Lethe roil in and out To cast its fury all about A castaway upon the strand Dreams of far off ancient lands Every memory flung alight Countless dirges in their flight The cost is naught, only the will Which denigrates beneath the swill And I awash within that grip Have only but to take a sip To pass beyond these moon lit shores To wake and dream no more

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What answer to this restlessness That wallows deep inside my breast Not found within in the oceans sigh Upon the shoulder of the shore nearby Nor in the leaves to their trees goodbyes As they set sail for autumn skies Nor in the ripples upon the lake Whose echoing ever fails to make A wonting Heart to faithless shutter The litanies of dreaming's mutter Nor in this prison of the mind Whose dusty walls stare back in kind They echo back our longing cries This is where aspirations die The chains without no stronger than The chains that bind us from within Perhaps beyond the horizon lies The answers to these longing cries Which set our feet upon the trails For answers to our hearts travails

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Mar 15

Mar 15, 2026 at 1:10 PM UTC

Longing

What answer to this restlessness That wallows deep inside my breast Not found within in the oceans sigh Upon the shoulder of the shore nearby Nor in the leaves to their trees goodbyes As they set sail for autumn skies Nor in the ripples upon the lake Whose echoing ever fails to make A wonting Heart to faithless shutter The litanies of dreaming's mutter Nor in this prison of the mind Whose dusty walls stare back in kind They echo back our longing cries This is where aspirations die The chains without no stronger than The chains that bind us from within Perhaps beyond the horizon lies The answers to these longing cries Which set our feet upon the trails For answers to our hearts travails

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Ahh the shadows hello old friends Under dark skies which over me bends Within its folds it jealously keeps The watch over me as I sleep Heeding the peal of dreaming's knell The sleeper awakes in mystic spell Ballads from some unknown sage Played out upon no earthly stage Revelations wide and deep Knowledge belonging only to sleep I tread these trails both near and far That begin and end with but one door To pass beyond a fare is bade Unwillingly the price is paid Relinquishing the treasures lent I awake with only wonderment

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Mar 15

Mar 15, 2026 at 1:09 PM UTC

Dreamers Debt

Ahh the shadows hello old friends Under dark skies which over me bends Within its folds it jealously keeps The watch over me as I sleep Heeding the peal of dreaming's knell The sleeper awakes in mystic spell Ballads from some unknown sage Played out upon no earthly stage Revelations wide and deep Knowledge belonging only to sleep I tread these trails both near and far That begin and end with but one door To pass beyond a fare is bade Unwillingly the price is paid Relinquishing the treasures lent I awake with only wonderment

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Sunset wanes and dusk arrives Another day that I've survived Here I reflect upon the day And whisk it's tormenting smile away For the comfort of the night And darks embrace by candle light Hand in hand upon the spire Darkness dancing with the fire Shadows roving round the light Inspire musings of delight Muttering to me and I learning Answers to a lifetimes yearning Stripping me of all my fears The tidings of all yesteryears Written upon a wonting heart Willingly with them I part

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Mar 15

Mar 15, 2026 at 1:08 PM UTC

Darkness Rising

Sunset wanes and dusk arrives Another day that I've survived Here I reflect upon the day And whisk it's tormenting smile away For the comfort of the night And darks embrace by candle light Hand in hand upon the spire Darkness dancing with the fire Shadows roving round the light Inspire musings of delight Muttering to me and I learning Answers to a lifetimes yearning Stripping me of all my fears The tidings of all yesteryears Written upon a wonting heart Willingly with them I part

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The wind in the willows Sometimes soughs, sometimes billows Hand in hand with dancing leaves With sunlight and shadow it weaves Woven in the summer heat In fancy born, a mysterious treat A kaleidoscope of dark and light Played out in wonder and delight Upon a screen of sun kissed skin A moment lived without an end A feeling born, a memory kept That danced upon us as we slept

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Mar 15

Mar 15, 2026 at 12:35 PM UTC

Sunny Day

The wind in the willows Sometimes soughs, sometimes billows Hand in hand with dancing leaves With sunlight and shadow it weaves Woven in the summer heat In fancy born, a mysterious treat A kaleidoscope of dark and light Played out in wonder and delight Upon a screen of sun kissed skin A moment lived without an end A feeling born, a memory kept That danced upon us as we slept

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Amid droning incantations Products of arcane summations Upon a scrying pool of mist A sorcerous enchantment hissed Magic brews and ancient spells A portal forms to where it dwells A red drops rides a glimmering blade Summoning forth the witching shade In answer to some secret burning A effort born of frantic yearning A heavy price for a boon required A balanced scale for all desired In darkness born, in darkness relayed Only of darkness is such knowledge made

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Mar 15

Mar 15, 2026 at 12:32 PM UTC

Dark Mirror

Amid droning incantations Products of arcane summations Upon a scrying pool of mist A sorcerous enchantment hissed Magic brews and ancient spells A portal forms to where it dwells A red drops rides a glimmering blade Summoning forth the witching shade In answer to some secret burning A effort born of frantic yearning A heavy price for a boon required A balanced scale for all desired In darkness born, in darkness relayed Only of darkness is such knowledge made

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At trumpets blare bespoken fair In all the noise and bluster Enamored round in stately air Imbued with heavens luster

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Mar 15

Mar 15, 2026 at 12:30 PM UTC

Aura