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Devil's Poet Apr 2021
A body bigger than anything we've seen before
Wings longer than a bus and wider than a house
Teeth sharp and point like looking in a alligators mouth!

Scales shining like a ruby in the light
A tail swaying so hard it hit most rocks

Leg's that crushes the ground beneath it's feet
Claws to ripped fresh meat

A roar so loud
It pierced the clouds

Elements of all sorts
Fire, Earth, Air Wind, Metal
So much more

A beast with such power
Sure to make you cowered
Only the bravest dare go against it

Sleeping in caves
Protecting the treasure

So will guide you and some will ****
It's all up to their will

Facing a creature so intelligent
It's would cause fear and worry
But also worship and love

We all know the beast i speak of
The dragon! It goes by many names

The thing we all grew to love
A dragon, More like a god from above

A blessing and A Curse
That's the best way to put it
A Dragon i bet you can't wait to see it

To see it in the sky
Flying high over the town

Hearing roars the sound so close yet so far
Wishing to be blessed

We all know what a dragon is capable of
But see we will risk everything just to get near

A dragon
Something we both love and Fear
Devil's Poet Apr 2021
Addicted to the pills
Taking 'em several times a day
I'm faded on the couch
Staring at ceiling
Trying to figure out why I'm even living
Giving up on life
Suicidal thoughts flowing through my mind
Smoking every day losing the time
Popping another pill or two
Trying to escape reality
Always in love
But people keep hurting me
I tried to survive and fight
But I let the **** and drugs take over my life
now laying on the floor
Foaming out the mouth
Eyes rolled back
All because everything is going south
Depression got the better of me so I turn to the drugs
Writing music and poems
But that wasn't enough
People wouldn't listen
Now look what happened
I'm dying all because no helped heal my sadness
No one bothers to care
always saying "I'm fine"
When really it's all a lie
You look at the cuts on my wrist
Seeing the lines and words curved in
Tears in your eyes
Your now upset because you didn't realize
I was calling out for help
But I got ignored instead
Now my body on the floor
I'm already dead
9-1-1 on the phone
You trying to get me to wake up
eyes all white
My body twitching
I'm getting lost in the darkness
I feel numb, without feelings
I can't feel the sadness
Is this what death is like?
It feels so cold and empty
I don't see a light
Trapped in a void
But I can hear voices from afar
"CLEAR," said the voice
But there was no respond
getting colder by the second
My heart stops beating
And my body stops moving
The last thing I hear is
"I sorry I couldn't help you-"
Tears of a girl falling down her face
I'm sorry baby
I just couldn't take it anymore
I let the pills take me away
Overdosing on the floor
is what was happening anyways
(But at least all the pain will go away)
.................
Devil's Poet Apr 2021
It sounds strange
But the Ocean is a soup
You have your water
and the salt
Fish for the meat
And seaweed and other plants
You can cook it all up
then boom you have a soup
All your ingredients
in one huge bowl
mixing it to together
adding more spices everyday
So like i said
THE OCEAN IS A SOUP
Devil's Poet Apr 2021
just know it's free flow

Power of my mind

and I'm letting it go

I wont hold back

on what i think

instead I'll release it

Just like a grenade


My brain explodes

With ideas

I didn't know

i even had

now i share them with the world

and my lads

I write poems from heart and mind

not wasting anytime

i type it quick

Making you think

My thoughts hitting you Hard

just like a whip
My blank mind

suddenly coming to life

Making me write and type

More than ever before

Saying thing i didn't know i wanted to say

Writing things that i never knew was there to be said

Poems

Poems they bring out a different side to me

The poems are the reason

I can still believe in my dreams

I can still see me achieve

because poems made me

poems are me

Like the sky to the earth
WE go perfectly with each other

The rain is my thoughts

While the ground is my voice

The air is my flow

The Fire is my passion

The Spirit is my poems

that's all i need

and then i'm free
Devil's Poet Apr 2021
Have you ever heard of heaven?
I'm sure you have-
And if you did
You'd be glad to see it.
Said to be the place of light
The home of the holy
Sounds like the best place to be after life
But is it really all that good?
Heaven is made to believe that it's good
All because some people said God is the most pure
and he is our leader
But how can anything be pure when there's a Darkness to every light
A shadow lurking right behind the corner
When god created the earth
He could have destroyed it just as quickly
Most never think of it this way because "He's our god"
NEWS FLASH
there's no such thing as good or bad
There is a balance to everything and everyone
Including Heaven and Hell, Satan and God
Heaven is a place you can go
And you can get to Hell just as quickly.
Don't let what people say distract you from your own opinion on this
Let what you think be heard!
and even if Heaven is not where you wish to go
It's fine
Everyone believes in something
So tell me is Heaven really that good?
because once you find out-
you might not like it
These are just my thoughts
But i need them to be heard
So people can look at things in a different way
It doesn't matter if you want to or not
Deep down you know.....
There's a chance its not as good as it's told to be
So think about it
then come back to me
(Thank you for your time)
Devil's Poet Apr 2021
I am here
but I'm gone as well.
I exist
but i don't.
I'm alive
But I'm dead.
I am somewhere
But nowhere....
You can not see me
But i can see you-
like a game of Peek-A-Boo
Now you see me
now you don't
I'm by your side
But i disappear
I'm in your arms
But I'm on the floor.
My body is here
But i am not
Here but i'm not at the same time
Where am i?
I don't know-
Because i'm somewhere- meaning nowhere
Devil's Poet Apr 2021
When you think of hell
You think of the worst of things
when you think of Satan
you think of evil
But what if it's the completely opposite
What if hell is just a place everyone would want to be
But then soon grow tired of,
A place where you get exactly what you want
Slowly draining you of joy
Giving you everything you could imagine
over and over a again
until you realize there's no use for it
What if Satan isn't evil?
What if he just grants your wishes
until you can't bare to ask for anything else
slowly driving you mad
as you repeat it over and over and over again.
What if-
we've had it all wrong
and that hell is just a place that's never boring but never fun either
Hell....what is it truly like?
I hope some of us don't have to find out-
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