by Charlette Nyce
Friday, November 04, 2005
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Seconds pass by,
seems like infinity.
I enjoy the tranquility.
Faith has been restored,
just in time for deception.
A dance with the devil,
at his reception.
At first, I respectfully decline
knowing well his ways of temptation.
He urges me to come forth,
to embrace his manipulation.
I struggle inside,
with good and bad.
I'm stronger than this,
how pitiful I am, how sad.
But, wanting and needing
I feel my own heart bleeding.
Desires of the flesh manipulating my mind,
knowing this is his power to win my kind.
I give in to what feels so right,
the devil is now just an oversight.
Moment of truth, my decisions were wrong,
my punishment will be harsh and strong.
Slapped with reality,
not knowing the vitality.
as I laid down his bets.
Sufficated by silence,
fear is within.
Wanting to cry,
not knowing how.
The Devil subsides,
he wants me to bow.
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|Reviewed by Duane Weide
|I have an old saying...
"Make peace with your skeletons and murder your demons".
I'm neutral in this existance. Sometimes it takes a devil to defeat a devil.
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
I know what you mean. It seems like the moment you have a problem beat he surfaces again to drag you down. We as humans are weak but God is all forgiving. Blessings Always, Paul
|Reviewed by Shoma Mittra
|How well you have put it down. Great write. :-)|
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|Well thought out. Interesting poem..
Don't be so harsh. The ole devil has a bash at you when weakest.
Knowing we made a mistake is what matters as the future is the only place we will live.
Next time just give the devil God to handle...