Kurt Kacich


Kurt Kacich Poems

1. 9-11 5/10/2010
2. A Cold Day In Hell 3/19/2010
3. Acquired Isolation 8/19/2010
4. Alter Ego 8/27/2010
5. Altered Dimensions 8/7/2010
6. Analysis Of Depression 6/8/2010
7. Anatomy Of Balance 8/22/2010
8. Another Angel Ascends To Heaven 9/6/2010
9. Anxiety 6/3/2010
10. Ariels In Heaven 3/8/2010
11. Arms Of Armageddon 3/8/2010
12. Astrology Beyond The Gods 6/2/2010
13. Beautiful Melody 6/4/2010
14. Beauty In Darkness 5/8/2010
15. Beauty Of Asgard 8/26/2010
16. Beyond The Mirror (Me, Myself, And I) 6/4/2010
17. Bi Polar Disorder 5/7/2010
18. Big Bang Theory (Portrait Of Paradise) 5/8/2010
19. Black Magic 9/21/2010
20. Bloody Xmas 8/17/2010
21. Burning Book Of Hypergraphia 6/17/2010
22. Candlelight Of Lust 6/20/2010
23. Chicago Fire 5/10/2010
24. Christian Paradox 7/25/2010
25. Cigarette Salvation 5/13/2010
26. Colors Of Autumn 10/26/2010
27. Confusion 5/24/2010
28. Conquering The Ocean Of Grieving 8/31/2010
29. Conspiracy Theory 8/21/2010
30. Crimson Heaven 6/18/2010
31. Crop Circles 3/30/2010
32. Crusaders Beyond Hell 6/9/2010
33. Crystal Ball Prophecy 7/31/2010
34. Dancing Puppets 5/27/2010
35. Dancing Under The Pale Moonlight 8/31/2010
36. Darkened Skies Of Defiance 6/20/2010
37. Dear Mother Goddess 9/19/2010
38. December 21st 10/28/2010
39. Deja Vu Complex 6/13/2010
40. Dreaded Numeral 2 8/22/2010
Best Poem of Kurt Kacich

Black Magic

The candle lights flicker in the slow breeze,
But only in the shadows past the gates is all I can see,

The negative energy flows at it’s low vibrant rates,
While the vision beyond is darkened beyond the gates,

The spirits beyond the mortal realms consume the energy from evil intention,
As black magic flows beyond Earth’s dimension,

But only temporarily, the energy is so very potent,
While the chaos of black magic destroys all hope of glee in the moment,

The energy buffers as the ritual of black magic takes place,
Only little time before the ...

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War Within

Like a devils dance fate prances round the fire,
An evil reign surmising to take fear higher,
To leave torment in the eyes of the weak,
Leaving blood on their backs to overcome defeat,
A Cavalry of angels leads death’s path,
With swords and shields they’re left to grasp,
To ride with fury underneath a darkening sky,
Carrying power, pain and deliverance with no fear to die,
With flags, and torches representing pride they hold so high,

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