Devil Poems
#devil
Poetry about the devil, Satan or Lucifer, the supreme spirit of evil. Religious, spiritual and dark poems about the devil, and poems using the devil as a metaphor.
nikkimoe
Poem Published
29th Jan 2023 3:45pm
29th Jan 2023 3:45pm
Living In Hell, Matt Mccormick Apartment 110
Matt didn't mean to lie all the time
he had good intentions but we all
know where those lead.
The Devil told Matt to relax and that he'd
be back real soon.
Matt waits an eternity and a few forevers,
never once realizing the joke was on him.
Deceiving the deceiver.
he had good intentions but we all
know where those lead.
The Devil told Matt to relax and that he'd
be back real soon.
Matt waits an eternity and a few forevers,
never once realizing the joke was on him.
Deceiving the deceiver.
#lies
#devil
#unicorns
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Abracadabra
Poem Published
25th Jan 2023 6:58pm
25th Jan 2023 6:58pm
Almighty Rain
Once upon a clock face
not yet invented
when the Devil wore diapers
and Hell was a wrinkle
in his black leather eye
(but nonetheless
heating up quite nicely
thank you)
all of a sudden
it began to rain
Another equally difficult child
perched on a heavenly cloud
spotted smoke
and bellowed down from on high:
'You'll be sorry
you'll get burned
if you play with fire--
best not mess around'
to which the Devil replied:
'I was here before you
find some place else to pee'
and that is why ...
not yet invented
when the Devil wore diapers
and Hell was a wrinkle
in his black leather eye
(but nonetheless
heating up quite nicely
thank you)
all of a sudden
it began to rain
Another equally difficult child
perched on a heavenly cloud
spotted smoke
and bellowed down from on high:
'You'll be sorry
you'll get burned
if you play with fire--
best not mess around'
to which the Devil replied:
'I was here before you
find some place else to pee'
and that is why ...
#religion
#God
#devil
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4 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
19th Jan 2023 11:21pm
19th Jan 2023 11:21pm
Living In Hell. Damien and Mary Karras Apartment 73
His mother was doomed to sew socks in Hell
so when he heard she got a new apartment
he went down to see her and the Devil gave
him his own room.
Now all he can say is darn.
so when he heard she got a new apartment
he went down to see her and the Devil gave
him his own room.
Now all he can say is darn.
#devil
#unicorns
81 reads
9 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
18th Jan 2023 9:27pm
18th Jan 2023 9:27pm
Living In Hell. Tina Lee, Apartment 33
The Devil said he heard her sobbing but
somehow she convinced him she was
giggling in reverse. Now her tears
roll up instead of down.
Very strange.
Just assume everything is a comic joke
and keep on laughing.
somehow she convinced him she was
giggling in reverse. Now her tears
roll up instead of down.
Very strange.
Just assume everything is a comic joke
and keep on laughing.
#devil
#unicorns
62 reads
9 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
11th Jan 2023 11:06pm
11th Jan 2023 11:06pm
Judas, Grape Shakers
Be wary of the Judas grape shakers,
Hollywood and the talking heads,
and clowns who have brought shame.
Burnt offerings, sacrificial tithe,
and Jezebels who want your dime,
cutting in front of you at showtime.
Hold the faith and believe in Jesus,
and get off my Psalms,
but be wary of the Judas grape shakers.
Hollywood and the talking heads,
and clowns who have brought shame.
Burnt offerings, sacrificial tithe,
and Jezebels who want your dime,
cutting in front of you at showtime.
Hold the faith and believe in Jesus,
and get off my Psalms,
but be wary of the Judas grape shakers.
#dark
#devil
#hell #hypocrisy
#hell #hypocrisy
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buddhakitty
Poem Published
27th Dec 2022 10:44pm
27th Dec 2022 10:44pm
hang the sun
let he without stones
cast the first sin
braking bread over
someone's
head
surrounded by
people:
people with jack-
o-lantern minds
waiting for the
candle to be lit
people;
brains, eyes, hearts
vacant of thought
vacant of vision
vacant of
love
people living lives
of sand blown
quietly away on
some moonless.
cold desert night
the horses ass
laughs
the sun hangs in
the sky like a
rotting orange on
a tree
...
cast the first sin
braking bread over
someone's
head
surrounded by
people:
people with jack-
o-lantern minds
waiting for the
candle to be lit
people;
brains, eyes, hearts
vacant of thought
vacant of vision
vacant of
love
people living lives
of sand blown
quietly away on
some moonless.
cold desert night
the horses ass
laughs
the sun hangs in
the sky like a
rotting orange on
a tree
...
#devil
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8 Comments
Whitewidow
Poem Published
13th Dec 2022 11:39am
13th Dec 2022 11:39am
Warning Label Required
Warning Label Required
for demonic incantations
Thoughts provoke action
Words create
vibration, frequencies-
white noise
A desired effect within
the universe begins
Pronounce, annunciate, repeat
numerate the spark
upon the grid
Accuracy defines the blaze
Unsuspecting innocents
cast what you spell
dibble, Satan, dabble Satan dangerous conversation
Foolish. liars,
penurious death is
you're finality
warning label required for ...
for demonic incantations
Thoughts provoke action
Words create
vibration, frequencies-
white noise
A desired effect within
the universe begins
Pronounce, annunciate, repeat
numerate the spark
upon the grid
Accuracy defines the blaze
Unsuspecting innocents
cast what you spell
dibble, Satan, dabble Satan dangerous conversation
Foolish. liars,
penurious death is
you're finality
warning label required for ...
#death
#evil
#devil
120 reads
7 Comments
Haunted_Lunacy
Poem Published
13th Dec 2022 9:36am
13th Dec 2022 9:36am
4a.m.
At 4am the demons come,
to bring the things from
which I run,
the devils lies I know so
well, gently whispered
from the depths of hell.
With their dreadful eyes and
horrid wings, at the foot
of my bed they tell me
these things.
I cannot sleep for fear of
them, those demons that
taunt me at 4am.
to bring the things from
which I run,
the devils lies I know so
well, gently whispered
from the depths of hell.
With their dreadful eyes and
horrid wings, at the foot
of my bed they tell me
these things.
I cannot sleep for fear of
them, those demons that
taunt me at 4am.
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#devil
#MentalHealth
219 reads
6 Comments
vladitan
Poem Published
9th Dec 2022 3:51pm
9th Dec 2022 3:51pm
A poem for Dantè`s inferno
In the depths of hell, a man abandoned his home
walking slowly, his journey has come.
Dante, the pilgrim, on a quest he desire,
to save his love, and to set her soul on fire.
Through the gates of hell, he did descend,
Into the darkness, his fate started to tend.
He faced the horrors while on defend,
and jumping against them in a offend.
At the first circle, the lustful he saw,
whose sins were great, so fearsome and awful,
In the second circle, the gluttonous layed,
...
walking slowly, his journey has come.
Dante, the pilgrim, on a quest he desire,
to save his love, and to set her soul on fire.
Through the gates of hell, he did descend,
Into the darkness, his fate started to tend.
He faced the horrors while on defend,
and jumping against them in a offend.
At the first circle, the lustful he saw,
whose sins were great, so fearsome and awful,
In the second circle, the gluttonous layed,
...
#love
#dark
#devil
#hell
#morality
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1 Comment
sublime_rhymes
Poem Published
6th Nov 2022 9:21pm
6th Nov 2022 9:21pm
have you done the deal?
I once met a flower looking creature,
a dark volgur being with intense facial features,
a skilled investor,
who's met every ancestor,
if he comes for a deal it has already begun,
as people of previous was swayed by the words from his tongue,
he promises something truly astounding,
for a negative change in your surroundings,
the wish ends with you but the change is constant,
so whatever you chose should be quite significant,
because of the past people's permanent it might look like a curse,
perhaps you change the absolute that made your...
a dark volgur being with intense facial features,
a skilled investor,
who's met every ancestor,
if he comes for a deal it has already begun,
as people of previous was swayed by the words from his tongue,
he promises something truly astounding,
for a negative change in your surroundings,
the wish ends with you but the change is constant,
so whatever you chose should be quite significant,
because of the past people's permanent it might look like a curse,
perhaps you change the absolute that made your...
#devil
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RichyRich
RichyRich
Poem Published
4th Nov 2022 1:39pm
4th Nov 2022 1:39pm
The reason I give!
I give because I care, that's why I share,
Not so I can throw it back up in your face later to make a point an to make you aware!!
Something given from the heart ❤ with love, is exactly what it means and sounds like, without any expectation fare exchanges or any of the above!!
For love sake, those who take gifts without given, always seem to face harsh criticism back lash, bad remarks, bad views usually from the one who's given!!
Well if it's really done out of love!
And you do it because you care thats why you share! Well if an when its not...
Not so I can throw it back up in your face later to make a point an to make you aware!!
Something given from the heart ❤ with love, is exactly what it means and sounds like, without any expectation fare exchanges or any of the above!!
For love sake, those who take gifts without given, always seem to face harsh criticism back lash, bad remarks, bad views usually from the one who's given!!
Well if it's really done out of love!
And you do it because you care thats why you share! Well if an when its not...
#God
#devil
#angels
#ghosts
#witches
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
29th Oct 2022 10:04am
29th Oct 2022 10:04am
King of The Devil Blues
I raise my voice to make you hear my cries.
I lift my heart up aiming for your skies.
They won’t believe, but I keep the faith.
They never needed to know my name or see my face.
So I raise my voice up, lift me towards your light.
Lift my heart up, come make everything alright.
I lift my heart up, it’s held as a sacrifice.
You want my soul, then tell me what is it’s price?
You want my blood? Then I’ll lay down my life.
I just want my freedom to write what I know is right.
I want to hold the gold, the oldest payment for your price. ...
I lift my heart up aiming for your skies.
They won’t believe, but I keep the faith.
They never needed to know my name or see my face.
So I raise my voice up, lift me towards your light.
Lift my heart up, come make everything alright.
I lift my heart up, it’s held as a sacrifice.
You want my soul, then tell me what is it’s price?
You want my blood? Then I’ll lay down my life.
I just want my freedom to write what I know is right.
I want to hold the gold, the oldest payment for your price. ...
#hope
#God
#devil
#music
#passion
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