#diabolic
Devious legions lurking in broad daylight,
fiercely wandering like they always do;
preying on willing souls for centuries,
luring them by offering fantasies
But ****** are they—young Wormwood and Screwtape—
until men start slaughtering each other
for tacos; flesh and blood jump to Sheol.
Apr 12, 2022
Apr 12, 2022 at 8:32 PM UTC
No proof needed, said God.
Just have faith, said God.
God is never late, always on time.
Said everybody!
But I'm here waiting,
for a very long time.
Waiting for the beginning
the beginning of the end
from all this madness!
All the hustle and rustle
I find it chaotic.
Said God created,
all of this.
Well what a wonderful thing to do,
bet he finds amusing in all our misery.
This is some God's work,
and nobody can run from it!
God are you enjoying this?
Watching us eat each other!
This diabolic situation you put us in,
Where the **** are you! I wonder.
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 6:38 AM UTC
There's blood on the ground
Eyes half open
Trembling hands holding the dagger
Blinded mind
Did the sin
Now is prisoned in an ocean shell
Say 'Farewell'
See what you have done
Seal it in your soul.
Better soon be gone
With the morning mist
You must.
Leave her dying
Paint your wistful heart
with traces of red
There's blood on the ground
In a silent room
And a wound in her chest
Her body already gone cold,
left to rest
With the morning mist you disappeared.
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 8:25 AM UTC
Dark twins,spiders,pretending
to be her eye lashes,repeatedly flutter,
exuding charm, though
with tinges of the sinister
words can't capture, however
versatile in their expressiveness.
This black magic spell explodes, all over
like a butterfly enticed by a scented bloom
he resonates to her diabolic moves,
and flies straight in to her invisible net
ready to get him in to it's warm entanglement.
Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 7:35 AM UTC
The only thing known to me is,
I need her.
I've been lost
I had wandered some places
No man wanted to hear about
Oh, and I've sinned
Gave my soul to the devil...
But, my devil was
In a black cocktail dress
Untamed hair falling across her back
Diabolic sparks in her eyes
I knew one thing.
She had to be mine.
Listen to my tale, and
Don't do the things I've done
Committed crimes
Against myself,
Against love.
There was this thing
About her, that drove me crazy
She was stubborn, yet gorgeous
Beautifully catastrophical
She really was a daughter
Of a man with an ancient lamp
From the myths and legends,
The fallen angel who brings the light.
She once told me:
"Count your sins, and add up
Your own very flaws
And look at the skies.
One star for a sin of yours,
One for a bad act
One for your flaws
But the stars still shine bright
Because they don't care
What've you done.
Immerse out of your nightmare
Because everything you held true
Is a pure lie.
You don't have to be perfect
Because, look up and tell me
Does one star make
Such a big difference?"
She embraced me
And I embraced her
Pressed my lips against hers
As she pulled out the worst in me.
She was a rebel,
She was out of line,
She was stubborn and direct
Purely fierce.
Oh, but I wished she was.
No man should survive
The living collapse of Heaven and Hell
But
Should I quit from her, my soul
Will be soon dead
If I tear her apart from me,
I won't last long.
Oh, what a sin of yours
That you've given your soul to the devil
I can't help but remember her eyes
Following me silently
My heart hurts when she's not around
I'm addicted to that
One thing she has
Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 6:49 PM UTC
They say opposites attract,
But I can't say the same for me and you,
We are completely the same
which makes our hatreds
Grow stronger.
Why?
Why do we still remain merged,
Once we came to that realization,
That we were never meant to be,
We struggle to keep the relationship going,
We destroy ourselves,
To create the facade of happiness.
Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 4:47 PM UTC