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.

A lone figure stands on a rocky overlook above a glowing city as a storm splits the sky with lightning on one side and golden light on the other. Shadowy figures gather behind him. No text is present on this version.
Image: AI-generated using DALL-E and modified by the author; Poetry: written by Tristan Robert Lange, Human-authored.

So you think you know me?
The wildfire ablaze
Needs immediate action.
But I can see the Kingdom.
You strip me down naked
You lacerate my truth.
But I can see the Kingdom.
You pull out the lasher
You intend to intimidate.
But I can see the Kingdom.
Human death sticks stare
At me with judgment.
But I can see the Kingdom.
They think they can see
Eternal truths on paper.
But I can see the Kingdom.
They sentence me to hell,
To the lurid shores of refuse
Housing its scornful base,
But I can see the Kingdom.
Help me! Save me
With your transient care.
Because I can see the Kingdom.
Show me your best,
Wall me in stone torment,
But I can see the Kingdom.
Stain my name
And play the game
You’re never going to tame,
Because I can see the Kingdom.

POET’S NOTE:
Part of The Rutted Road collection.

© 2024 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on mypoeticside.com, July 14, 2024.

Tristan Robert Lange's handwritten signature: Tittu

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