Satan's Song

Satan's Song

A Poem by Kris Tate

Satan's Song, Satan's Fire

Can't you see you're filled with desire?

Open your eyes to Satan's Light

Think about the fire you will have to fight.

You can't leave but you can't stay

Think of everything after you are gone away

What will you do, what will you say,

When you see true love has flown away?

When you stare at that unearthly hue

You will know just what to do.

© 2008 Kris Tate


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A decent rhyme scheme, but I have to admit, this piece left way too much up to the imagination of the reader, a style I am more than definitely not fond of and a style that is not attempted by many, if any. I see the direction you are going with the piece and I like it, but there is no story, no real emotion weaved into these words, and the imagery comes across as a bit weak. I know the feelings are strong with you, the writer, but I'd try to focus on tearing your head open and letting those words, those feelings, those emotions spill onto the page as though it were blood from an open wound. I see possibilities. Keep going. Keep trying.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I liked everything about this except for the end. It just kind of left me hanging! I like the dark feel to this. Not bad!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I did enjoy this piece, but the end left me a bit dumbfounded.

jkb

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A decent rhyme scheme, but I have to admit, this piece left way too much up to the imagination of the reader, a style I am more than definitely not fond of and a style that is not attempted by many, if any. I see the direction you are going with the piece and I like it, but there is no story, no real emotion weaved into these words, and the imagery comes across as a bit weak. I know the feelings are strong with you, the writer, but I'd try to focus on tearing your head open and letting those words, those feelings, those emotions spill onto the page as though it were blood from an open wound. I see possibilities. Keep going. Keep trying.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Kris Tate
Kris Tate

Humble, TX



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