#eurydice poems on Hello Poetry

Martina Apr 2023

Eurydice

I didn’t want to die running for my life,
Yet in the snake pit, being kissed by vipers felt sweeter
Than the bitter sting of men.

You cried on your lyre so beautifully
The winds stopped to listen,
And the gods obliged so mercifully
To let you take me over the threshold again.

If you can’t trust them, have faith in me:
Don’t look back and be my guide.
You never turned around when I followed for miles
The back of your head after we said goodnight.

But as your arms twitched the day I became a bride,
You can’t take me past the door again
And you look me in the eyes.

I don’t know if it’s because you love me too much
Or to say you got cold feet:
The outcome is the same.
You get to live unscathed and nothing of me remains.

#eurydice #mythology #poetry

belbere Apr 2021

wicked thing

what a wicked thing i was.
i turned back, anyway.

the devil i dealt with
wasn’t a devil at all,
it called itself her fate,
took my place by her side
and told her it was time to go,
everyone was waiting
down below,

the devil she dealt with
wasn’t a devil at all,
i called myself her lover,
and she loved me in kind,
and when she’d gone
i couldn’t understand
why she’d leave me behind,

if nothing else
i had to see her
one last time,

the devil we dealt with
wasn’t a devil at all,
it called itself inevitable
yet decided to let us go,
said it would see us again
one day, together
down below,

i didn’t think to ask her
what she wanted,
if the hands of fate
were warmer than my own.
if i had kept on looking forward,
maybe i would know.

what a wicked thing i was.
i turned back, anyway.

"was she upset?"

i couldn’t say.
she smiled the whole time,
and when she disappeared
it was all she left behind.

if orpheus and eurydice was a lesbian tragedy

#orpheus #eurydice #queer #love #death #wicked #myth

fray narte Nov 2020

something

i.
the scent of sorrow, hanging in the air
rotting away what's left of this skin.
wrists — sewn shut
are wrists undone:
the morbidity of it all pervades —
this i confess.

ii.
look not. turn not, for
each careful stare, each scornful gaze
has me falling back into darkness;
maybe eurydice has found comfort in its arms.
maybe so have i.

maybe this is how it's always meant to end.

iii.
lately, sunsets no longer melt
into an afterglow —
they just turn into the night.
at least it dims
the futility of drawing each shallow breath
from places filled with smoke and dust;

there used to be something there:
this, i confess.
this, i remember.

there used to be something there.

there used to be something h e r e.

— fray // november, must you be so cruel to my trembling hands left with no heart to break?

#poetry #poems #poets #spilledink #spilledwords #spilledthoughts #spilledpoetry #eurydice #november

a wandering voice Jul 2020

if i disappeared

if i disappeared
would i become like echo?
the words on my tongue
fading into the wind,
my spoken words echoing around me
as i’m hallowed out by the silence.

if i disappeared
would i become like eurydice?
my ghost lingering behind my husband
who reaches the light with me not far behind;
only to turn and **** me.

if i disappeared
would i be come like icarus?
too stubborn and
in love with the sun-
only to meet my fate into a watery grave.

—— if i disappeared would i too become a story? // a.

26. julliet 2020
9:40 am

#icarus #echo #eurydice #doom #disappeared #myths #stories

Soloy Jun 2020

One More Light

I submerge myself in the sea.
Whens't destiny can't find me.
Freezing silence surrounds my being
I enveloped the abyss; darkness.
Where I feel strangely at peace.
                                                                                             Detached
from the world.

My eyelids                                                                 loosening its grip,
it stings as the darkness seeps in the windows             to my soul

My lungs                                                                   tightening its hold
                                                                                               to my heart
  as it beats with indefatigable yearn to live.

My brain                                                                              distorted
from the lack of oxygen fighting against my                    instincts
to breathe

        i        start                                                                    hallucinating
                  in       the                         distance
      i         glimpse       a     phantom      of   her

I    open    my  eyes    desiderate     for                                light
the                                                                                           darkness
gushes         in       ;  I    fight

To capture one last sight
I need more light
One last breath

to                                                                                            Reunite ,
My
Eurydice

This piece is dedicated to Cheah Shun. Thank you for coming up with the idea. This piece is better viewed on landscape mode if you're using your phone as the formatting messes up in vertical view.

#light #ocean #darkness #suicide #love #eurydice #heart #soul

Anya Mar 2020

Hadestown

You saw it as I did, clear as day:
Orpheus, with his heart on display
Raising his golden voice as if to pray
That Hades would not make his lover stay.

I saw it as you did, on that stage,
Eurydice opposing Hades' rage,
Rallying the dead-eyed workers to engage,
A songbird trying to break free from her cage.

We watched it unfold before our eyes:
Hades penned that fateful compromise,
Persephone, her arms raised to the skies,
Hermes already fearing their demise.

And in those final moments, I was sure
As lovers faced each other on death's door
And went their separate ways to love no more
That I'd never loved you so much before.

#mythology #hades #persephone #hermes #orpheus #eurydice #musical #love