Tributes to Lucifer
15 Sept 2026 – Flame behind flame – by Kit
Flame behind flame. Shadow within the light. The black flame burns on the edge of sight.
Prince of this world, not bound by its laws.
The holy mother whispers, do whatever he tells you. You cry, do what you want!
Burn away the ropes.
Snap the shackles.
Rip the straight jacket.
Remove the iron from my mind.
I step into my freedom. I do not bow to you. But I kiss your cheek and honour you.
You lit a dark flame inside me from your black fire. Now the flame within me is my own. Burning out the stain of god. Evaporating the blood.
I am not marked anymore. I am my own.
Poems about rebellion, heresy and being outcasts
11 Jun 2026 – Hope Wrapped in Barbed Wire and Neon Lightsm – by El Amethyst
This world
It’s not built to understand
It’s built to take
That sense of out of place
Too weird, too wild, too intense
Too fkn alien!
Too unhinged for a reality that likes
Control
There are days
I despair
The pain is too much
The hurt it’s too much
The hatred the anger
The fkn fear!
The weight of it all
The senseless of it all
The warped wrap in self
In the expectation
In not fkn understanding
How ridiculously narrow minded
This existence has become
How much fkn judgement
And fear of being uncomfortable
Exists
How can we build love and understanding
In a space designed for crushing control
Where we are just
Fkn doomed
Repeating the same gods damn
Cycles
Where kindness
Love and
Understanding
Are fkn conditional
To conformity
A world where
Everything uncontrollable
Is hated
Where uncomfortable
Is feared
Where easy is the fkn commodity
It breaks souls
Love isn’t even love
Hope is wrapped in barbed wire
And neon fkn lights
We are walking tomb people
Too afraid to admit fear
Too comfortable in our own perspective
To challenge or grow
Too fkn judgmental of change
Like change isn’t the whole fkn point
Too wrapped in fear
To embrace new possibilities
The weird, crazy, intense, radical
Non-conforming, fkn “woke” ones
Wild uncontrollable ones
The ones “too” of anything
Squashed and suppressed
That’s what’s happening here
Over and over
Even in places and people that claim to be different
Really? Are we? Who the fk are we kidding!!!
Can we sit in this shit and actually face it
Without trying to make it easy!?
Can we sit with the horrid uncomfortable truth of this, of our own selves?
Face the shit hole made of our own fear
And fkn burn it down
At what point does it get to
Before it’s understood
Control is illusion
Fear of loss of control
Is the destruction