Devil Poems
Senseless
by FELLEX CHECA
Words of no profit,
Chitchat and debate
worth no participate!
Rather saving the lost,
Edifying the synagogue.
It’s the beast works
For men to mine;
Strifes among themselves,
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Lachrymose 2: The Suicide Note
by Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
My heart like a desert dims dry,
Streams of tears fill my eyes.
For my pains and sufferings still I cry...
What use is endurance but why.
My life is done, my thread is run.
Ages of lachrymose I have lived under the sun .
What future there is to long ahead
When you know that you are already dead?
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Shards of Satan
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Piercing my soul...
Blinding my eyes...
Shredding my very existence...
Slicing my wrists...
Ripping my heart...
Shredding my very existence...
Mulching my memories...
Eviscerating my imagination...
......
Not Every Soul Makes Into Heaven
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Save me from myself, dear God...
And from my wretched past...
I’ve paid the ultimate penance...
In this inferno of hell ever last...
I’ve learned the important lessons...
From all my evil ways...
Give my soul some peace, dear God...
In these long and final days...
......
Drinking With Satan
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Passed out on the damp concrete stairs...
Along Lake Pontchartrain...
Surrounded by empty gin bottles...
Remembering nothing but my first name...
As I rubbed my bloodshot eyes...
Seeing nothing at all but red...
As Satan’s wicked minstrels play loudly...
Drums pounding in my throbbing head...
......
Lachrymose 2: The Suicide Note
by Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
My heart like a desert dims dry,
Streams of tears fill my eyes.
For my pains and sufferings still I cry...
What use is endurance but why.
My life is done, my thread is run.
Ages of lachrymose I have lived under the sun .
What future there is to long ahead
When you know that you are already dead?
......
Drinking With Satan
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Passed out on the damp concrete stairs...
Along Lake Pontchartrain...
Surrounded by empty gin bottles...
Remembering nothing but my first name...
As I rubbed my bloodshot eyes...
Seeing nothing at all but red...
As Satan’s wicked minstrels play loudly...
Drums pounding in my throbbing head...
......
Shards of Satan
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Piercing my soul...
Blinding my eyes...
Shredding my very existence...
Slicing my wrists...
Ripping my heart...
Shredding my very existence...
Mulching my memories...
Eviscerating my imagination...
......
Not Every Soul Makes Into Heaven
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Save me from myself, dear God...
And from my wretched past...
I’ve paid the ultimate penance...
In this inferno of hell ever last...
I’ve learned the important lessons...
From all my evil ways...
Give my soul some peace, dear God...
In these long and final days...
......
The Devil’s Advocate
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
When you play the devil’s advocate...
You’re on the side of Satan...
When you venture to the dark side...
For your redemption, you’ll be awaitin’...
If you go knockin’ on Satan‘s door...
Sooner or later she’ll invite you in...
She’ll take you by the hand...
And seduce you with her grin...
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