#decay poems on Hello Poetry

Zywa May 18

Steps shimmer beneath

the bushes, a carved staircase --

Once used by tourists.

Novel "Schimmenrijk" ("Realm of shades", 1999, Rosita Steenbeek), chapter 5

Collection "Over"

#decay #tourism #ancienttimes #changingtimes

Sam S May 29

In the Wake of Wings: The Soil Remembers

Part III

(The Flower’s Grief)

The sky still opens.
The rain still falls.
But nothing comes.
No wings, no call.

My roots hold firm, though the soil decays,
starved of the dance that once gave praise.
I bloom with aching memory…
offering colour to a vanished creed.

They’ve gone, the ones who crowned the spring,
lost to poison, silence, spell, or sting.
And yet I bloom.
And yet I bleed.
Because I remember what we were made to be.

When the bees have gone…

#stillness #barren #decay #absence #wilt #unpollinated

Sam S May 22

In the Wake of Wings: The Witch’s Curse

Part II

(The Spell’s Source)

The witch spoke a name, dark and sweet,
and bees forgot the flowers’ beat.
Their buzzing ceased, a hollow sound,
a kingdom lost beneath the ground.

In the black forest’s heart, it grows…
a flower no bee remembers.
Its petals drip with twilight’s poison,
a bloom that calls but never knows.

The bees have flown from memory’s edge,
lost to whispers and fading light.
And in this place where darkness reigns,
the forgotten bloom waits in endless night.

#spell #curse #silence #decay #darkness #pollution #disease #rot

le fey May 15

Forbidden grace

I see a golden autumn landscape.
All that remains is the black sun.
Its light extinguished, yet it illuminates the land with luscious fullness.
Withered leaves trickle down like golden rain, falling in deep devotion.
The gold-veiled goddess, her face black as shadow, proclaims the prayer of abomination —
that which remains beyond spirit,
eternal lust,
the driving force of all being.

She who walks the forbidden lands of knowing.

Who has ever touched her mystery?
Who has dared to see her fully?
Who has dared to praise her divinity?

Happy to hear feedback <3. Not sure if it can be understood

#occult #babalon #mystic #goddess #darkgoddess #esoteric #blacksun #sensual #****** #decay

lilli May 13

Need

looming over a flower field
booming over a quiet sea
falling into an easy solitude
calling out to an empty chasm

when I asked you what you wanted
I never guessed it'd be me
when I asked what you needed
I didn't expect it to be anything

you looked otherworldly in that lighting
something ancient in me shattered
I just had to go down fighting
and risk my heart being battered

sitting in a bed of plush grass
spitting into saltwater
plunging into a suffocating silence
dispunging over a bottomless pit

thoughts breaking into glistening raindrops
knots tying messes into my stomach
decay taking over all my crevices
betrayal to every one of my senses

A short one, but still meaningful to me.

#saltwater #raindrops #knots #decay #sea #chasm #ancient #grass

Cadmus May 6

The Sound of Almost...

We almost made it...
through storms, through silence,
through every soft apology
... we only whispered in our minds.

Now the house still holds our echoes,
but not our warmth.
And the bed is just a treaty
signed in tired backs and shallow breathing.

We weren’t broken.
Just bent too far
to remember how to bend back.

Intimacy doesn’t always shatter, it often softens into absence, a quiet fading of what once felt infinite.

#intimacy #distance #silence #love #decay #memory #heartbreak #vulnerability #connection #loss

Jackie Hirdes Apr 26

The Miles One Roams

How many miles
Must one roam
To find a place
That feels like home;
What does it need
Lest it decay
And leave me to wander
Yet again;
If there is such place
Where I feel free
I really just hope
That you're there with me

#roam #free #wander #home #decay

Shane Apr 24

"Seasonal Sorrow"

Falling, like autumn leaves,
Drifting through the air,
Guided by the wind,
In shades of red and yellow fair.
But as they touch the ground,
Their colors start to fade,
Turning brown and battered,
Before they pass away.
Beaten, tattered, and torn,
All hopes of happiness forlorn.

#melancholy #autumn #change #decay #sorrow #nature #loss #transition #emptiness #time

Manx Apr 24

Needful Things

Fission, fusion.
Derision after derision.
Creation, destruction.
Degredation after degredation.
Combination, seperation.
Decay after decay.

Fusion, fission.
Praise after praise.
Destruction, creation.
Amelioration after amelioration.
Splitting, collaboration.
Growth after growth.

I know only
That I know nothing!

#satire #science #literal #philosophy #metaphorical #allegorical #growth #decay #growing #reactor