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.

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A lone figure walks through a dense, overgrown garden of twisted plants toward a wrought-iron gate under a cloudy sky. The scene is dark and atmospheric, with muted tones and subtle light filtering through. No text appears on this version.
Image: AI-generated using DALL-E and modified by the author; Poetry: written by Tristan Robert Lange, Human-authored.

What’s in a birth?
Expectations?
Anticipations?
The Conception of hope?
Sloppy, passionate sex?
Conception?
Anything more?
Maybe less?
Pain persistent
Yet transient for mom?
Perhaps, but is it?
Then there comes life
Like a weed grown
In a weed-choked garden,
Raw and crude.
“Death makes angels of us all!?”
Maybe.
Life makes demons of us all
And gives us horns
Rough as jackal paws.
Life consumes the born,
It perverts us.
What’s in a birth?
Beauty twisted by pain,
Writhing like a wraith,
To the cacophonous end
Of all celebrations.
“I will not go,”
I scream defiantly!
But is there any choice?
Death is the muse
That life gifts us.

POET’S NOTE:
Part of The Thinking Dark collection.

© 2024 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on MyPoeticSide.com, July 15, 2024.

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