We all have struggles through life. If you aren't in a storm... you need to prepare for one. I wrote this after crying my eyes out for my brother's monkey.
Moisten your lips in preparation of what is here…
I called you and you came
leaving a wife
Kids, hope, strength…dreams
As you saw the images coming into view
Everything you believed in and that believed in you
You just sat them on the shore
Taking that step to the oceans floor…
The abyss.
What was gone now awaits your welcoming kiss
once hidden by the one that left you desolate and vile
Only
now returning and bestowing
you with seven times the supremacy, and domination
over your mere existence as before
you folded, and the pipe reigns
no resistance like a worn rubber band
You stood up and showed the fallen one your hand
Take me in deep…
Finally you will peacefully sleep
Trust in me ...let me own your soul
Pay me forever with your life’s toll
Yes you are mine now to destroy
Feel me rise into darkness from lost joy
Love me!
The wanted ruler of your tomorrows
Look into my eyes and not see your Mother’s sorrow
I owe you nothing from my empty promises of pain and suffering
But I rape you of everything
Because you looked back into my eyes
I char your mind with my images and demise
Unaware of my plan to raze many,
I sought you for my tyranny.
I thank you with the lives ruined by my touch
Through you
…Because you had so much.
This is definitely a brave write. You are talking from the other side and expressing how evil thinks. You've personified temptation in its most hellish form and communicated its only intentions, which are to divide, conquer and possess.
Let your poem be a reminder to believers every day. Beware the abyss.
Outsanding piece. Favorite.
Hello this is an amazing bit of what seduction can do.
It makes no difference in the end what the choice is.
I get more from this than our bond with religion.
This for me is about all choice makes no difference what it is.
This could be about a soldier's choice to go to war.
This could be about a person not sure of their own personality.
But in the end that is how I see this poem it is personal, sometimes losses of something might not be the evil of all things.
Thank you for letting me read again one of your most amazing poems.
incredible. The monster of which you speak is..excuse me...a mofo...a true abyss. Hellish. destroying so much more than the one holding the pipe....
well done.
Usually free will has better connotations. Like... You're free to come to me, but once I have you I'm not letting go until I'm bled you die. I could see the licking of the lips, the flare of the lighter, the comfort of falling until you realize that the fall doesn't stop. Snaps, lady.
But I rape you of everything
Because you looked back into my eyes
I char your mind with my images and demise
Unaware of my plan to raze many,
I sought you for my tyranny.
I thank you with the lives ruined by my touch
Through you
Because you had so much.
Wow.. It makes you think that sin has not boundaries and that..A mind can be change.. This is a good piece of Poetry!
100 ...% Magic
I thank you for bringing to remembrance the things we often have in common, but we seldom speak of publicly.
Often our family and friends don't realize the pain they cause others by the decisions they make.
"Trust in me... let me own your soul, pay me forever with your life's toll."
"The wanted ruler of your tomorrows, look into my eyes and not see your mother's sorrow"
These lines as with the entire poem convey such amazing imagery and profound meaning.
I truly admire the way you wrote this in such a way to where we can feel your pain and strength at the same time while viewing his struggle. Its as if we comprehend a misfortune while learning so much from the honest picture you paint. I know it took a lot to write this and I commend you for it. Once again, an amazing write!