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Dancing with the devil

blackstones
Strange Creature
United States
Joined 16th May 2014
Forum Posts: 7

Poetry Contest

A title about a good moment gone wrong because of human nature, mostly due to betrayal
He held my hand
tangoed my emotions away
heart beating faster than light
the solace of my broken heart
His warm embrace kept me movin.
Light shed on my way
only the light of your decieption
light of my despair.
The dance with my cancer cells
dance with the devil
the devil with a handsome smirk

BoFantastic
Thought Provoker
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Joined 24th Apr 2014
Forum Posts: 333

The Fury Of A Fallen Angel

when an angel falls
a man rises
one who surpasses all surprises
to compensate for
the ache in Heaven
he readies for war
he readies his brethren

a fallen angel brings
with it formidable fury
angry from losing its wings
it does not sing
so we all should worry

ilovescarystories
Thought Provoker
United States 2awards
Joined 7th Mar 2014
Forum Posts: 159

                                Et Tu Brute?
You too my child?
As you held the dagger 6 or 666 feet, it came down with a shatter.
My beautiful night, once painted with stars, has been all scared.
For you have destroyed my starry night.
You painted on my emotions with your blood.
And so did you stoop and bathe in it, like a vulture ready for feeding.
For the honorable way my dear child, is never the winning way.
MY CHILD!
My life died, when I saw that look in your eyes.
Why has this happened to me?
As I fell like Julius Caesar.
I counted the stars.
Only to find that my stars have been shot out of the sky.
My dear child, don't you know how dearly I loved you?...
1st shot was life for the taking.
2nd shot was heart for the weakening .
I fell, and I landed here straight in hell.
I looked at you from my cell.
Who's the real demon here you bitch?

grimrepper
grimreaper17
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 22nd Jan 2014
Forum Posts: 1

He held my hand as I walked into his relm
A thousand body's and tortured screams fill my ears
I flinched at the sound I removed my hand and looked around
I saw his castle in the far distance made of body parts
We enter I see his throne and his crown
He bows to me and says my queen and I know I can never leave
For now and forever I dance with the devil

Echo
xxStitchxx
Twisted Dreamer
Australia 2awards
Joined 3rd Dec 2012
Forum Posts: 20

I hold the devil in a syringe.
I hear him calling from within.
Oh, the hell I'm sinking in.
All from being made of sin.

My friends they see something new in me.
Something I can never begin to see.
Cold they say, no emotion in my eyes.
Desperate lives in knotted ties.

I used to let him hold me,
Cradle me in his arms.
There was evil in him,
That though I didn't see.

Not untill he used my body,
For his own.
Hands turned bloody,
Heads held down.

Betrayal of a dream.
Merely that of memories gleam.
I've been trying too hard to shake his cold hands out of my head.
Which held me down, stuck me to the bed.

I plunge the drug into me now.
I hope the dreams fade,
As these scars haven't.
Down, I want to lay.

greyeyes10780
Lost Thinker
United States 2awards
Joined 7th July 2015
Forum Posts: 48

His eyes were filled with fire
His smile as wicked as the night sky
Trust me he sneers with half a grin
His hand extending from the shadows
Walk by my side in the night he whispers in my ear.

I look for the light above, it's not there.
I hear him calling my name, apologizes come from his lips. The swelling starts, my eyes are shut.It stings as the tears roll over the open cuts.

He stands above hovering like a painting dark and grim. There are no words that can be said, I married the devil with angel eyes. Soon I will traid this hell for the one that waits below.

poet Anonymous


End of Dance

I'm finished with what's ended
now I remember too much to forget
why
I crossed
the water of lifetimes

old man at the helm
told me it's all a dream
and more real than time is not

I've nearly absorbed the ghost
and the lights will soon go

like a double helix spinning
I'm charged
with finding now
and giving it back




WhatAboutMe
Fghjjkiyft
Lost Thinker
Iceland
Joined 28th June 2015
Forum Posts: 10

Amber Dreaming

Dancing with the Devil
And the deep blue sea,
Eternal amber surrounding me,
Nowhere to go and no way to leave
Can't this all be make believe?
Maybe it is and maybe I'm dreaming,
Who can see the grander scheming?
Would that this could all be fake
Oh, to dream, perchance to wake.

ilovescarystories
Thought Provoker
United States 2awards
Joined 7th Mar 2014
Forum Posts: 159

It started with a few flirty remarks.
It started with a simple text.
It started with us being friends.
It started with us liking each other's company.
It started with me going to chruch.
It started with me not going to church.
It started with you being a stranger.
It started with you planning out our meeting.
It started with you dreaming.
It started with you raping your ex.
It started with your spell books.
It started when you were born a demon.
It started with me in heaven.
It ended with me in hell.
It was finished from your kiss.

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 16194

He was Good

a flirtatious dance
a little stumble
and she was gone
on her  back watching
the smoke curling into the air

a little kiss
a little sip, a tiny snort
and the ambrosia of the gods
rendered her pleasantly afloat
in pink warm clouds

she walks now
with powder in her nostrils
and little pricks on her arms
she smiles in a world of pleasure

she danced with the devil
and now she is his
eternally.



LobodeSanPedro
Tyrant of Words
Sierra Leone 109awards
Joined 16th Apr 2013
Forum Posts: 3304

Billie
 
orchids frame the portals of her executioner's escape  
 
though she's never seen the bitch in her true form  
just dressed as a White Lady  
 
her whorish twin pimped out in small doses  
by the same men who own her and her melodies  
 
she sings of Strange Fruit  
dangling above magnolias in Georgia  
and bluebonnets in Texas  
 
nectar of the fruit  
fall like sunflower seeds  
blackened husks cracked open  
and spit out  
 
only the flesh is needed for consumption  
so till the soil with more shit  
as long as it all looks

pretty

http://cdn.billieholiday.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/08/01.jpg

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