#wand
No evil shall enter in sacred space
Powers move, one thread in chase
Hands of creation, electric flow
Held captivated with eternal glow
Luminescent band, another dimension
Binding words weave within
Secrets of past woven in pen
In the shadows, in the light,
Forever hidden in plain sight
RepeatedNap
Nov 1, 2024
Nov 1, 2024 at 10:24 PM UTC
I want to run
To run away from you
I want to run far far away
to the land of dreams
Where I won't find you
Not even in my sins
how much you hurt me?
I have serious scars
My past is painful!
please don't think
I care for you...
I still haven't decide!
Someone just told me
'What would you do if
I had a magic wand?'
I will just vanish you
I will still love you
But I will just vanish you
Aug 11, 2019
Aug 11, 2019 at 5:09 AM UTC
I wish there was magic in life
a little spark from a wand
with some spells out of a mouth
for good ones specials around
for bad ones only the drought
a little bit of magic dust
raising you to infinite heights
some Alvens and Ashrays
to play with, in summers heat
salamanders creeping in hallway
helping to keep the house warm
some pixies for autumns and springs
making garlands to beautify everything
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 12:48 PM UTC
a wand of disappearances
operate in our very
midst
who is the conductor
of its vanishing
gist?
where once our fellow
poets did pleasantly
reside
now the wicked wand
has eradicated their
bide
numerous blank spaces
symbolize the conductor's
vice
employing a wand which
has emptied the
rice
black the hour
black the day
a black instrument
whisking them all too
suddenly away
a wand so dark
of intent
wanting to wane
our writers tent
the subtracting conductor
will be planning future
disappearances
so be mindful of its
wand's unsolicited
clearances
Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 6:09 PM UTC
If my sexuality consistently gets used
Against me
Then it becomes my weapon
The wisdom that a man's greatest weakness
Is simultaneously his greatest strength
Becomes realized
Reflected in domesticated animals
We give up our instincts
In an environment where the wild
Doesn't belong
After years of suffering
I grab my wand for the first time
Although lifetimes ago I may have done so
This time matters the most
Because it is happening now
I grab my wand and wave it through the air
the journey to learn how to use my Magick power
Enemies draw closer
Only to get blasted down by light
Aum harnessed from my throat
I will use fire to protect my life
Hovering owls in the night
All according to plan
Magic birds witness
The transpiring of balance
Coming to this planet in need of healing
Divine feminine we are here
Mary Magdelene is near
Absolutely have no fear
Lilith is on the sidelines
Visiting dark beings
In human minds
Kali is by her side
Tongue hanging out
***** for fresh heads in her multiple hands
Yemaya stirs in the ocean
She howls, "Just leave me alone!"
As Bolon Ik traverses time away from her twin flame for longer than she can bear
Exposed in a terrifying way
But men cannot Divert their eyes
As The most beautiful women
Exemplified
Turns some into stone,
Others to salt,
Ashes,
And only the righteous of souls -
Deliverance as The Call To Rise
Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 12:48 PM UTC
There are different kinds
All the same
All different
Different sizes and colors
They make up parts of life
Soap bubbles
Cleaning, scrubbing
Washing dirt, grit
And all the bad
Away
Reflecting you
Your surroundings
In different colors
Different views
Word bubbles
Floating up from the heart
Trying to escape
Only a few make it
The rest
Broken inside
Choking you
Restricting you
Making you regret
Not opening your mouth
To let them out
The best kind of bubbles
Bubbles of laughter
Bubbles of joy
Bouncing out of your mouth
Tickling you until you let them out
The fun bubbles
That make that joy
Drawing the wand
Blowing the joy
Into the bubbles
Until they are ready
To go
And spread joy of their own
Bubbles reflect
Joy and sadness
The two polar opposites
That compliment each other
Completely
You cannot have one
Without the other
Sometimes the bubbles of joy
Will pop
Explode in your face
But you can take out your wand
And start all over again
Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 8:33 PM UTC
*If I could wave a magic wand,
as if to wave away everything to becalmed,
would you, would I,
look up at the sky,
and tell me if you can see,
if you cannot we still aren't free,
as the sky has taken overview, over us,
we must learn to love ourselves, **** it up,
and not fall down, but rise up.
we all must stop trying to play with magic,
and get our heads out of such tactics,
but uses our mind,
to lead our souls less blind,
than wands won't matter,
no matter how big a disaster.*
Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 5:30 PM UTC
Stuck in my daydream
Always want to scream
Sip my magic wand
Evades from Sadland
From my window I stand
Lose control, let my hand
Influence my heart and mind
For I am deaf and blind
Always a sweet escape
From sadness and anger
Light up my stick
Heat surround me
Black and White
Heartbeats and rhythms
Melodies and smiles
Life and Death
Magic wands make me feel at leisure
Take me to Wanderland
And lead me to my band
For you are my guilty pleasure
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 5:25 PM UTC