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They are always there Even when i can't see them I can sense them. Creeping around the outskirts of my conscience Venom seeping from their lips
The devil knows people would rather pay for a lie then be freed with the truth and ask to try. That's why lost and without solvation so many people die.
How the hell are you so blind? Yes I'm the Devil in disguise Ask the God you love so much If I am worth his saving touch Ask the spirits that I see If they will ever, ever leave
So What Does LOVE REALLY Mean To You .... ??? Your Lovers' Touch Or The Things They DO .... ??? That Make You FEEL Your Love Is REAL ... ?!?
her lips were a bloody crimson, calling attention in the dim light of crowded dance floor. [her dress was hellfire, scorching those who got too close] her voice was soft, husky
her lips were a bloody crimson,calling attention in the dim lightof crowded dance floor. [her dress was hellfire, scorching those who got too close] her voice was soft, husky
The Jersey devil still lurks today Except not in that same old way When the mother of 13 birthed a devil She never thought that we would revel
i. HER Hot bloodrains downdanger is nearand she has a name goddess of paingoddess of hurt and heartbreakgoddess of lonliness
3 years ago, i was sitting in a quiet classroom, in a new building, with unfamiliar faces surrounding me
The scene begins The FIRST BOY waits Framed by shame and regret that hang around his neck like chains The DEVIL whispers in his ear You foolish foolish boy
I whispered with the devil and he told me what to do. He said some people might not like it, even me, and it's true. Whether it's a noose around my neck, or a bullet in my head, he said he doesn't care at all; he just needs me dead.
From the Heavens, You Have Fallen Were you leaping across growing mountains? Or swimming in the cytoplasm of a cell? Perhaps you were drinking from the milky way. From the heavens, you fell,
God hired angels To write some books Those books Were called life The angels have to Choosing our destiny Arranging our fates Erasing our dumb choices
I am laughingThat I can be dummyBut I am still laughingAs the world looks badlyAnd the time passed quicklyI found myself lazyI am toughing that I am triflingAll are passed to me and runI look to the time in runI am searching ,searchingTo find myse
There's a chill in the air, or maybe it's in my skin. A presence that lingers like a snake gliding across my palms There's a knock. I wonder who it is. But the door remains closed,
I’ve been face to face with the Devil. I have braved darkness, deep and shallows. Above and beneath the bowls. O! The howls! I came a long way on this hell road, with my eyes closed,
She regretted her decisionWanted to crawl away and disappearBut she had done the unthinkableShe had done an evil deed
Lost in a sea of loneliness- Drowning in this ocean of tears. I have no life. I'm suffocated by fear. Visited the Lord just once- Guess I've died the second death. Trapped in my mind to scream and yell;
Hi, it's You here, the combination of You' and You''' You''' is my right, and you You', is my left. You are always there with me, during my bad times.
I may have believed in God But I always thought the devil was a farce Sitting in the cramped closet of a church for Sunday School
I am scared they will find out soon in due time ‘twill be the end of promises I’ve made Something important in exchange of mine Fair but funny from a creature of hate None shall find out, it will mean death if so
Night Dappled and worn through the excesses of time, modest moonlight filters in through the gauze of the dancing curtain
My name is Noor. When I was 5 years old, I asked my mother: What does my name mean? Her answer was the same as God's answer when a 5 year old Lucifer asked Him "What does my name mean?"
And the battle begins... He strikes from every angle...He sneaks in through them doors of... lust and desire.And every time you're weak, angry hungry or tired...HE FIRES! Liar....
Right and wrong is no longer definedBy a divided line Morality no longer exists in the human mindTruth has been overcome by compromise and lies
"Once upon a time an angel and a devil fell in love. They started seeing each other and didn't care what anyone will think about them. Till then the gods found out about them and prohibited seeing each other.
I've got a word for everybody, Ain't nobody's gon call me 'buddy' Until I've done something nasty like sell my soul to the earthly daddy, Do you like your photo taken? Can you stand without even shaken?
I can hear him whisper in my ear, he calls my name, controls me with fear. These vile demons running in my head, live in my dreams and beneath my bed. I feel guilty.
That Girl I’m the girl with the sunny side smile The girl with the head thrown back laughing. I’m the girl with the fake identity The girl with the plastered on grin.
Stumble, trip and fall I will arise once more No weight may break me No obstacle may bar me I will overcome it all No demon shall sway me
Falling Down, down Reaching Up, up Trying to grasp onto a lifeline To save me from the shadows lurking behind Following me everywhere I go Hiding in the depths of my mind
Satan is working extra hard and he's coming after me and you.We must resist his evil temptations, that is what we must do.When Lucifer makes people do us wrong, it's best to forgive them.
Oh Rose of the Battlefield Your innocence is seen a victimization The demons belittle you "God loves all" The scripture might say this But you feel like you've been curse since genesis Oh Rose of the Battlefield
The Greatest Trick By Joshua Patterson, A.K.A. The Kronikler
I had a strange dream last night, I was a cop in a lengthy firefight I was scared and the long awaited back up was just not coming Bang! Bang! The shots rang! And all my mind kept shouting was “run Charles run!”
Fear's child. you only know the terrifying gripping fear Pain's child. the deep and winding scars are your identity Hate's child. the red hot anger is what makes you feel complete
My body is a temple Which I used to respect But now, I’ve gone and fucked it up My temple is a mess
Always trying hard. Abusive devil drinks near. A senior I'll be .
Always trying hard. Abusive devil drinks near. A senior I'll be .
look to the sky or look to the ground get up and fight or just lay back down
Reality, my bane; mundanity, my employer. If I could sell boredom, life would be livelier. Fantasy, my dream; my imaginings, my world.
I've tried to put the pieces together to figure out why I ever cared.I think I tried fixing you, if I could do that simple task I would feel better.I couldn't fix you and I wound up falling for you.
I pledge Allegiance to the flag of the United States of America. This first line always makes me queasy. It doesn't sound
As women and girls of our world today
I left her Afraid scared and alone. My guardian angel needs me. I did not know my heart was her home. I felt I could fight alone, But I proved I am weak broken and a wreck.
The Devil is trying to knock me down The Devil is intimidated by my mental But God says I’m the talk of the town There is something about me that’s elemental
The devil was once an angel. So kind; could do no harm. But once he drinks, out comes the belt, and the anger of his past I left you for a reason, hoping you won't hurt me again,
You're a devil. You're a menace. No more love for you is your penance. You're irrational. You're belligerent. How stupid was I to think you were different?
I remember the morning I was riding my tricycle
I saw the opportunity
Everyone you meet - the ones that you avoid- these people are your reflection. See yourself as they see you, Would you be welcomed or Rejected.
there's something so very strangeabout having to rearrangethe thoughts inside my headin order to go to bedbecause i just want to sleepbut my brain wants one more peepand, Lord, here's my soul to keep
There was a smell of suicide in the air tonight.
A fear that cannot be tamed An evil that cannot be forsaken A scream that cannot be heard These are the demons Who haunt us every day Who taunt the sanctity of salvation
Reign Knee Daze(Rainy Days)
Snickety diddle I am I am I am the devil I dig ditch-deep drilling holes in souls They say I'm sour but this simply isn't true I'm sweeter than sugar from the cane I plant cavities in their hearts
Up. Down. Smile. Frown. This is a lesson On- manic depression You may be in college, yet you still lack knowledge This is a game. You and I are not the same
You love me,I know it,Are you scared, angel?You love me,
It’s never nice, especially on a good day, Where it loves and would, Tell of your secrets as if you were, Playing a game of taboo. It loves tricks, no treats
If there are people, there are spirits. If there is a God, there is a Devil. If there are angels, there are demons. One cannot exist without the other.
tell me to go to hell tell me i'll burn there tell me i'm the devil's spawn i really dont fucking care tell me you'll pray for me tell me you have hope tell me i'm not that bad
The Few. This way of life is not for everyone; Most think we're crazy, which might be true. There's no black, white, or brown, just green. Serving my Country with pride, Along side my Corps family.
The Devils Eyes That’s a frosty way to speak To tell me how to live your dream. I believed in you So you should believe in me. Like fire I tried, I bled into the night,
God’s tears rain from the heavens as the innocent confess Others are surrounded by the Devil’s hatred Blanketing them in villainous greed A tyranny that little can escape
In the night, she woke in various states of detachment. Real was not real; what is real? Reality? Such a permanent thing, to be thought of as only living In the day, but why?
In a crowd you are bound to spot him He is standing so very tall Not too much impresses him He has seen and done it all. His hair is short, eyes are sharp, and not a smile is seen
I was lost in the details And the devil was there We spoke at length The small talk was fair
There I am, kneeling with my head bowed down Wear the cross around my heart Hands together, there’s no such thing as too much prayer Duty calls to spread the love But when the black gates open
"Won't you reconsider?" He said with a smirk I try not to quiver, He catches a jerk of the wrist, just a twitch, but enough to reveal the nerves, now induced, by the thought of His work
Swimming are the trout fish, swimming are they freeOne girl dose run, an angle from aboveDeep inside the forest, where the bird do not sing.Silent waits the devils son, heartless he will be, Beside the river the girl dose runs,Her wings spread out
Things come and change The Darkness will comfort you Do not fret Do not cry All you have to do is call one guy. Speak of the Devil, And the Devil shall appear.
I finally realized to open my eyes just to find myself blinded by the minds of the stereotypical I never dreamed of a scheme such that I would believe to achieve
The angel’s wings tingling Flying above the people mingling Trying to keep up with the bells jingling The angel’s keep watch closely
You set the mold Every day consists of pieces of you Differentiate life lessons and sheer misery I’m unable to see That words can mean more than deceit This can't be all that’s around me When you awake
The devil sits beside me, undresses from his clothes Says he wants to love me, the only love I've ever known. He kisses with his lips, but doesn't mean it in his eyes The only thing he loves
Bring out the blades, we're ready to go in the night, in the day, in the storm the enemy is all around, his darkness masked as light you'll see him only if you look, just like the Father, bright
I see you in the corner of my eyes, Black projections or just figments of my imagination. With just a glance, a glimpse then your gone. I feel your pain, I see the fear, knowing my time is near.
You play a part While I fall apart Under the weather, now... Under the weather, now... And I beg you please for some room just to breathe under the weather now... under the weather now...
From the depths of hell, the Devil comes to play. It's a game where there is no use in pray. Where heroes dig their own graves. And where the brave becomes slave.
They say he was the most beautiful angel of all, but he questioned god’s rule and thus had to fall. Sent down below like a misshapen star, he was made to imprison all the evils there are.
Watching the sunset And I began to feel empty, ... tortured and drained and even a bit of envy. Tears well in my eyes And I can no longer control these emotions that have been put on hold.
There's a garden Grown by the Devil's reapers And they plant souls Of all earth's little creatures They'll give you the peace You wouldn't find in any preacher
Ladies and gentlemen I present to you One Adrian Malobolgia He’s the son of the devil He lives here, in queens, on the roof of 14172 85th road
I know you play for keeps but my God does too. And I can guarantee he is much better than you. He loved me so much he died on a cross. What you bring to the table and what you have done is one in the same; all you offer me is loss.