Tristan Robert Lange

Poet | Mystic | Existential Voice | Human with a haunted halo

Tristan Robert Lange is a poet whose work blends existential depth, gothic imagery, and spiritual subtext. This site is home to their published poems, reflections, and creative journey.

This is the Banishing

Image: AI-generated using DALL-E and modified by the author; Poetry: written by Tristan Robert Lange, Human-authored.

There’s magic in these hands.
Bet you did not know that.
Deep magic—
Profound,
Powerful,
Persistent.

And, not just in the hands.
No, I am a wyrm wizard,
A spirit shadowstepper.

I stand there
And appear here,
I fly while grounded;
I am a sky walker.

You came to devour,
You came to consume,
But you didn’t know
This orgy has you on the menu!

So, there it is—
Welcome to the party—
Ain’t no thang but a chicken wang.
Suck it!

And there ain’t no escape!
No escape!
This is DD Day baby!
And I’ve got a party
Of demons to deliver
Straight back to torment.

Hahahahahaha!

There is great medicine—
Powerful medicine—
In this body.

I may be gazing upward to see hell,
But you’ll forever be looking up

To see me.

You know what this means?
I am finally

Free.

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Tittu

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