Your Deal With Satan

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These are my only ultimatums..oh! and of course, have fun! >.<

My deal with Satan..


My intention is to help,
not to make it worse..
I want to ease your pain
and fade that remorse..

I'll make you a deal,
one you cannot refuse..
Everyone will win,
except maybe you..

You give me your heart
as a feast..
And i'll pleaseure thoughts
with simplicity and peace..

You give me your soul
as something to hold..
and i'll send you
somewhere streets are not of gold..

This is all it costs,
some blood will be shed..
So sign here on the dotted line
and i'll take care of the rest..

My Steal:

Glutton for affliction,
time unravels future crucifixion,
baring the ornate bloody cross,
this mind ponders the religious cost...

Obsessed with archaic things,
possessed will this demon brings,
angels do sometimes sing,
unless you pluck out their wings...

My steal,
or deal with the devil,
either sodomite or rebel,
I'll devour his innate evil...

Sordid benign agreement,
fine print elemental edict,
fire confines no will of mine,
bleeding each demon sanguine...

Neglected to mention,
a diabolical divine intervention,
the flare ensnares corruptible dress,
Hell has no fury, in this flesh...

My steal,
or deal with the devil,
either sodomite or rebel,
I'll devour his innate evil...

I was hoping you would post to this!!! XD...errr, I mean...thank you for you enlightenment....very nicely put..

firedaughter said:I was hoping you would post to this!!! XD...errr, I mean...thank you for you enlightenment....very nicely put..

Thanks! I can't resist dark/spiritual poetry competitions..."laughs"

I seriously need some more to read!! XD so pweety pweez..do it for me if not for your love of poetry!

"The Agreement"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

You ask of my deal with satan
Well it's more of an understanding so as not to be mistaken
I understand that he wants me to fail
At my every attempt to avoid hell
And he understands I won't be deterred
Because by no means am I Spiritually disturbed
And Armed To The T By His Holy Word
The devils influence is kicked to the curb
And at every corner....at every turn
All his minions are sure to learn
That I can't be stopped in my Battle For Life
Because I am Protected By The Blood Of Christ
And that is why the only deal satan possibly has
With Goodest is to repeatedly get kicked in his ass....

firedaughter said:I seriously need some more to read!! XD so pweety pweez..do it for me if not for your love of poetry!

Patience, girl. Do you really want to read a bunch of poems that people have worked-on for less than one day?

braggman said:[quote-73146-firedaughter]I seriously need some more to read!! XD so pweety pweez..do it for me if not for your love of poetry!

Patience, girl. Do you really want to read a bunch of poems that people have worked-on for less than one day?[/quote]

sigh..oh so very true......nonetheless, I have no patience .. haha! sorry..but please continue reading and writing, maybe in doing so, something good will come of this.. Maybe i'll gain some knowledge!

The Hall Of The Damned        

The scream of sheer death
it deflates your lungs
and rips out your breath  
it tears apart
the ventricles of your heart
like the demonic sounds
of a fallen angels harp
the evil flame forming faces
howl and burn mental ash traces
that lick your brain with hot pain
which lights up the dark
to show the insane
in their stark underworld  
of plughole down drain .

A soul stealing trident
Satan spiked and hell sent
tri pronged and wrapped  
in a serpent
stands arrow capped  
in an evil dominant
inside are trapped spirits of unrepent
and infinite , expirement
they ache for your
desperate , detriment
and life retirement

So how can you be here
if your not dead yet
a demon leans near and says
this is what you might get
only fear if you gamble
and lose the bet
your soul so dear
shall be speared in an eternal net

The hall of the damned
full of gone murderers that hanged  
now they're hell framed
their pictured in pain
forever tortured  
dead and inane
they cry out contorted,  
faintly my name
as I leave Satans
emporium of reign
I know after this
that I'll play the right game
and never shall I diss
the lords name ever again ,
nor dare never shall I speak it
in vain .
 

At the Crossroads

Darkness lets out nothing but the
winking stars, and I sit down under the oak tree,
older than you and me and all of us together.
You know.
I light a cigarette,
nothing of consequence
(soft, comforting snick of a lighter,
pinpoint my hands with the light and the warmth)
and I wait.
For you.
The breeze is cool,
the locusts are out tonight,
singing
loudly
about the breeze
and its coolness.
Circles in my mind.
Circles in my words.
I'm nervous and I know it.
I'm just waiting.
Nothing for miles
but fence
and dirt road.
If I close my eyes
and touch the grass
and hold the ground
like it was my child,
then I feel like
I won't fall off the face of this earth.
So I do.
And I feel it.
Rumbles.
Rumbles and growlings
from the ground
and I know.
You're on your way.
I keep smoking.
But I shake a little
with that knowledge.
Rumbles become
something more
and I can hear you,
I can hear the roilings of
the earth as you
rip it apart
to get to me.
I take another drag.
You're almost here.
Somewhere in the distance
the surface of the ground breaks,
and you are loud
and obnoxious
and completely glorious
in the oncoming clamor of your arrival.
My heart pounds,
my stomach flips,
and I take another drag.
Red glow at the top of the hill.
and you break the horizon.
Here before I know it, you
seem to be in front of me
before I see you move.
You're beautiful.
Dark eyes and a smile from hell.
"I know what you want.
I have it."
I know.
I stub out my cigarette.
You constantly shift,
though I never catch you moving.
Your eyes,
they never leave me.
Your hands are so hot
as they caress my face
and I want you gone,
I want you to leave.
But I know what I want.
And you have it.
The contract is signed
(just a little blood, that's all, just a little bleeding),
and your eyes look away.
"Well, my dear, it's taken care of.
You'll get just what
you desired.
I must go now. But don't worry:
I'll be seeing you again."
And the earth shifts
and the ground opens,
and you're gone.
The rumbling recedes
and all I hear
is the locusts,
and the breeze.
I light another cigarette
and try to think
about what I have gained.
Surely,
surely,
this will be enough.

Evil caster
A rain disaster
An atomic blaster
Life ending
Soul catcher-
A Botched plan
And he's the man.
All evil this is true,
Yet still he hurts -
Less than you.

GAWD!! sooo many to chosse from!! XD keep them coming!

MY DEAL WITH SATAN

I have made a Faustian pact with the devil

To get me the man I wanted to seduce

I want Mephistopheles to make sure

My husband hasn't a clue


Make me young and beautiful - again

Make me very very rich

Satan looked at me and said:

"Lady are you crazy?

You have done this once before

Remember that evil Spaniard

How badly he treated you?

Don't you ever learn?"


So I got money deposited anonymously

Went to the famous plastic surgeon

Had lots of surgery

Given special injections

I was as thin as when I was 23!


On Walpurgis Night

I went dancing with my husband

And there to my delight

Was the lover I hungered for


I left my good Swedish man

For Andres, the man of my dreams

Only to find how evil

A mortal man can be


He made me his slave in every way

Cheated on me and beat me

Gave me no food or money

But when he fucked me it was like honey


An Angel came from on high

Asked me why I stopped going to church

Noticed I had stopped going to confession

Said...."You still have time"

Go to the priest, confess your sins

Go back to your husband - he is a good Christian

Do not sell your soul to Mephistopheles

Do penance and Jesus will forgive you!


I listened to the Angel

Went crawling back to Anders

Begged him for forgiveness

Anders forgave me

But then got very ill

My punishment and my penance

Was to nurse him for twenty years

Everyones is doing an amazing job at this! XD wish i'd thought of it sooner!