Book of ash and blood,.horned tongues chant.the hidden name.hell listens, silent.

Lion’s roar beneath—.golden silence holds the storm,.eight hands carve justice.

Durga:.The Jeweled Flame.of Heaven and Earth. She rides a lion—not for pride,.but for the hush she brings to chaos. Her hands—.eightfold petals of justice—.each bear a weapon, a blessing, a vow. Crowned in rubies and solar gold,.her forehead gleams.with a crimson bindi—.not

RT @OSeanClouds: @ThrillaRilla369 Two Steps Back. Wouldn’t you trade.the weight of today.for a single walk.on yesterday’s path—. your mothe….

RT @OSeanClouds: @SoulLight777 Bridge Between Worlds. You speak in light,.but they still hear thunder—.your truths shimmer.where their shad….

RT @OSeanClouds: @MilitaryCooI The Last to Leave. Wounded, yet standing—.he did not step back. While bullets sang ruin,.he orchestrated ord….

Skull crowned in silence,.threads of fate weave through the red,.bones pray to the dark.

Elder grips the sphere,.blood-lit wisdom coils within,.stars kneel to her hands.

Crow of Stone walks night,.veiled in red and whispered flame—.death sings through the mist.

Roots of Trust. Be the one.whose presence feels like shade.on a hot day,.whose words land.only when they bear fruit. Be still when the world spins wild—.learn from the winds,.laugh with the rain. Complain less,.steady your steps. For trust blooms not in noise,.but in the soil.

RT @OSeanClouds: @reXchillect Crimson veils of fire,.elders guard the silent flame—.shadows crown the light.

Under the Ash Moon. What life?.I clutch at echoes—.nothing answers back. The trees swallow my voice,.the path forgets my feet. I got no life,.only shadows tracing shadows,.only silence wrapped in silence. I’m in the dark—.and the dark is in me. Do you understand?.Or do you.

Oil and Tariffs. Black rivers trade hands,.profits rise on burning lands. Voices cry in smoke,.leaders sharpen tongues like blades—.the game sways, unbroke.

RT @OSeanClouds: @YHWHsSon @RealisticPoetry Through Adversity’s Veil. Beneath the weight of storms,.the seed does not break—.it roots deepe….

RT @OSeanClouds: @AllaAisling Skull of winged night looms,.priests bow under shadowed crowns—.death kneels before faith. .

Kneeling to the void,.skulls chant in a burning choir—.beast of night ascends.

Red eyes pierce the dark,.fallen angel reads the code—.halo twists in flame.

Rust ship hums above,.sunset crowns the quiet waves—.chairs wait for the stars.

RT @OSeanClouds: @PromptSin Alien at peace,.sipping dawn by silver seas—.earth feels almost home.

Golden gate of stars,.a cloaked soul steps through the hush.night blooms into fire.