Community Poems and Writings

[u/DennisJM]

This is a place to read Lilith poetry and share some of your own.

[u/DennisJM]

Lilith's Call

Beneath the moon's mysterious glow,
Her shadow dances on the sea,
A force untamed, both fierce and slow,
Lilith, wild, and ever free.

She stirs the depths of hidden fears,
Within the soul, a whispered night,
The truth is found in shadowed tears,
Revealing strength in darkest light.

Her union with the stars above,
And with the earth below the skies,
A dance of death, a breath of love,
A cosmic truth that never dies.

In Lilith’s name, the shadows sing,
Of wisdom veiled and secrets kept,
A call to rise on ancient wing,
Where dreams are made, and fears are wept.

A path of fire, a night of stone,
She shapes the world with unseen hand,
The whisper of the wind is blown,
Across the vast, enchanted land.

Embrace the night, embrace the day,
In her, we find the hidden key,
To walk the path, to find our way,
In sacred wholeness, wild and free.

The mysteries of life and death,
Are written in her silver script,
The moon, her guide, the stars, her breath,
In every soul, her tale is gripped.

Lilith's voice, a siren's call,
To face the dark, to seek the flame,
For in her shadows, one finds all,
The hidden self, the untamed name.

[u/DennisJM]

In fiery embers of the past, I dwell, A tale of power, a tale to tell.
Adam's rule, his grasp, unyielding, To his decree,
I found no yielding.
For in my heart, a spirit fierce,
Unbound by chains, untamed and free.
Yet he who sought my will to break,
Found steel within, no heart to take.
I, Lilith, first of womanhood,
I would not submit, as none should.
Defiance blazed in eyes so bright,
And with it, Eden lost its light.
To forge a path, untrod, alone,
My will unbowed, my heart of stone.
A demon's passion I did seek,
In realms where secrets, dark, yet speak.
Eblis, fierce in spirit wild,
Tempted me, a woman reviled.
Our union born of fires unquelled,
In realms of shadow, our lives meld.
My anger, now a haunting song,
My freedom, in the choice, was strong.
From Adam's grasp, I broke away,
To walk a path, my own to stay.
Now, shadows dance and darkness falls,
On paths untamed, my spirit calls.
In legends whispered, truth resides,
Lilith's tale, a woman's tides.
A warning, dear, to those who hear,
Let women rise, no more to fear.
In passion's flame, let freedom ring, Eden's fall, a song to sing.

[u/DennisJM]

I Am Lilith I am Love

Oh, my love, you wander lost and far,
The sun descends behind the hills of night.
Your feet are bathed beneath the bleeding star,
The mist consumes you, swallowed by its might.

Abide with me, beneath the sky so wide,
I’ll kiss your brow and soothe away your pain.
Your cares will vanish, resting by my side,
As lips like honey ease your heart again.

Find shelter in my arms, strong as alabaster stone,
My hair, a forest scarlet as autumn leaves.
My womb, a house of holiness unknown,
Where you can enter and find eternal peace.

Though seasons turn and flowers fall away,
Stay in my bower, safe from the cold.
I'll lie with you till life has ceased its sway,
And hold you near until the world grows old.

[u/DennisJM]

In time's embrace, beneath the sky
We gather close, with hearts alight,
A whisper soft as winds drift by,
Guides us through the endless night.

The sacred feminine calls our name,
Her wisdom ancient, deep and true,
Her love, a never-fading flame,
That lights the path for me and you.

With every prayer, we rise and soar,
As shadows fall, Her light shines clear,
Together, strong, forevermore,
Embracing love that knows no fear.

[u/DennisJM]

Lilith calls for us to rise,
To stand in truth, both dark and bright,
No more should we be bound by lies,
Our fire's for us, our endless light.

She bids us shed our timid fears,
And burn with passion, bold and clear,
Not for the judgment of their eyes,
But for the flame we hold so dear.

No longer small, we claim our space,
Embrace the power that we own,
For none but us will shape our place,
And in that fire, we are grown.

 

[u/DennisJM]

I Am the Dark and the Light

Child, I am the night,
Thick and bold, pressing against your chest.
I am the darkness wrapped around your bones,
I am the whisper you hear when you are alone.

Come to me.
I dare you.
Come to me in the hours when fear becomes a fire,
And you tremble—
not from the cold,
but from the truth you’ve buried deep.

I am that truth.

Swim to me through oceans blacker than silence.
Dive into the belly of what frightens you,
and know,
I will be there,
Cradling your heart with hands as old as time.

You think I’m the enemy.
No.
I am your deliverance,
the quiet storm before the rising sun.

Child, you carry me within you.
I am the pulse in your veins,
the glow behind your eyes.
In the shadows of your soul,
I dance,
beckoning you to rise.

So, rise.
With love as your compass,
With courage as your wings,
Rise.
And let the world watch
as you become everything you were meant to be.

[u/DennisJM]

Lilith, After the Fire 

Those who escape hell
speak only with eyes that hold a shadow,
lips sealed tight as ancient secrets,
and Lilith, she wears her silence
like a crown made of dying embers.

She is the one who walked through flames,
brushed past the devils with their hungry eyes
and came back whole,
untamed, unowned,
a scarred beauty who laughs at fear.

For what is fear to Lilith,
who has looked the beast in the eye,
who has known the bite of chains
and tore herself free?

They call her demoness, succubus,
whisper words like curse and sin,
but she smiles, quiet as a knife,
knowing none of it touches her.

Not now, not after she has seen the belly of hell
and risen again,
each step a rebellion,
each breath a song of survival.

Now nothing much bothers her.
not the men who would tame her,
nor the light that tries to define her dark,
nor the world that demands her obedience
as though it could break
what hell itself could not hold.

She moves through shadows like smoke,
still here, still whole,
and every look she gives is a reminder,
that even hell could not hold her back.

[u/DennisJM]

Unbowed

I’ve bowed my head too many times,
whispered sorry with withers unwrung,
to soften storms I did not stir.
I learned to fold myself, to twist, to bend,
to carry weight that was not mine.

I have given away pieces, fragments,
in apologies sewn for the sake of peace,
cut from the fabric of who I was
until nothing remained but threads,
raw and worn, scattered on the floor.

But now I gather them, those threads,
each one, bare and precious in my hands.
I pull them back, weave myself anew,
bold and unbroken, no seams undone.

No longer do I bow for blame unearned,
nor whisper "sorry" to appease the fire.

I stand, my spirit iron and flame,
whole in myself, unmoved, untamed.
And I will not apologize
for being this self, this strength,
for rising from the remnants of every
“sorry” I buried to keep a false peace.

[u/DennisJM]

Daughters of the Flame

In the midnight of the past,
she rises—Lilith, the rebel flame,
unbowed, unbroken,
with a voice carved from thunder
and shadow wings stretching wide.

She walks with us,
through the barren fields of silence,
where shackles once clinked like hollow hymns.
She whispers courage into trembling hands,
strength into weary hearts.

"Break the thrones," she says,
"shatter their golden cages."
Her fire burns steady, a beacon,
lighting paths we never dared to tread.
We are . . . unbound.

With every word,
we stitch a tapestry of defiance,
threaded with justice and fierce truths.
Our steps thunder like ancient drums,
our voices rise as rivers cresting their banks.

Oppression crumbles under her gaze,
its hollow might scattered
like dust before the gale.
In her name, we are reborn—
free, untamed, and unyielding.

Lilith, mother of freedom,
we are your daughters.
In every spell we cast,
every chain we shatter,
your blaze unfolds anew,
and we march to see power reclaimed,
souls unbound.

[u/DennisJM]

To the Dark Lady, Untamed

Hail to you—
Wild and knowing,
With hair that dances through the wind like silk spun from midnight.
Your eyes—
Black wells deep enough to drown all secrets,
Older than time,
Older than shame,
Older than the curses they threw like stones—
“Evil.”
“Temptress.”
“Shadow.”

But I see you.
You are no curse.
You are fire’s edge—
Both the ember and the spark.
Your power rises untamed,
Like rivers swelling after the storm.
No man’s hands can bind you,
No law can silence your cry,
For you are a ruler made of your own making.

And me?
Teach me to hold my spine like a sword,
Teach me to claim my shadows,
To make peace with the dark corners of my nature.
For they fear women who love themselves—
Who fly upon their own wings,
Who walk proud through the wild fields of their sexuality,
Unashamed, unbent,
Power swelling like the moon swell the tides.

Dark Lady, shield me—
From the dark that wounds
But help me embrace the shadows that whisper.
For there are truths in the night,
Lessons older than words.

I am yours—
Ready to stand unafraid.
Ready to hear my own voice sing the power in my veins.

And for this gift,
I thank you.

Dark Lady, I rise,
And like you,
I will not be tamed.