Devil

Dark

Come ‘round, hear my tale,
Of two lovers, equally victims.
Together, helpless, doomed to fail,
Both played by a Master with a weakness for whims.

Our Prince has breath like glass,
And eyes like shattered lies.
Fingers that never last,
And a mouth of come-again demise.

Detained in his frantic grip,
Are two eyes like fiery embers,
A clever red lip,
And a laugh he still remembers.

Because love can be neither wrong nor right,
She’s taken chances unlike any before.
In her heart escalates a fight
Between wanting, and wanting more.

Her quiet desires lead to wicked temptation;
Deceit and integrity walk a fine line.
Triumphant abomination,
Sinners divine.

It’s ridiculous, he reasons,
That one so lovely could be untrue.
But as time moves through the seasons,
Injustice becomes undue.

Ghouls hide in his empty rooms,
And uncertainties lurk in his bed.
The fear of betrayal looms.
A subtle line he will tread.

With muddled roots that caress the skies,
And glossy wings that scrape the dimmest grave,
He strokes what Fact belies
And proves that fear can be brave.

The search for truth holds secrets;
Mysteries honest and riddles slick.
Half-truths, half-shadows, he bets,
And of veils he grows sick.

The sun scalds with its heat,
And the hazy clouds stand aloof.
As the wolf tracks meat,
So he tracks proof.

Patience is all it takes.
He stumbles, horrified,
Upon each of her selfish mistakes;
Now loyalty can no longer be lied.

The challenge comes whilst the world is asleep.
He shouts, terrified, his fragile world forever altered.
She pleads, denies, finally falls to weep.
She knows what wary trust she has slaughtered.

His shaky confidence has been corroded,
And her interest in love has faded.
Like dynamite, the truth has exploded,
Taking such willing hearts and turning them jaded.

The treetops have whispered what the moon kept hidden,
And stars thud to the rhythm of deadened hearts.
Permanent doubt has risen, unbidden.
Thus, the Devil has played his part.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes the Devil is always near and willing to assist us on the road to hell. Poem is very good. I like the story. Ending completed the outstanding story. Thank you.
Coyote