A devlish NightA Poem by moon-willow
The haunting gaze sets your body ablaze,
the whispers drawing you to the dark. His cold embrace like a thousands knives, the grip so painful so sharp, you cry . The crooked smile upon his lips the texture, his voice. A derivable sin, A cloak so black the night sky is dull and grey. His words pure silk upon a leopards back. Who is this Person I dare you ask. is he of man or something more? His posture straight, so still,l so impure. Yet alluring if nothing more. "come" he whispers "come home with me" bodied shake with fear and dread. yet you step forward meeting you death His teeth gleam in midnight air. So long farewell I bid you a good night be ready to scream your last despair for he is the one, the one with no soul morning star, Lucifer Satan the unholy one. © 2014 moon-willow |
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4 Reviews Added on April 4, 2013 Last Updated on June 22, 2014 Authormoon-willowUnited KingdomAboutJust another screwed up job with a lot to say and not enough words to express. Im freaky and weird and like poetry and music makes my world tick. more..Writing
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