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The Devils Die Last

Give me back my innocence, I wasted in the journey When blood trickled down my last breath, Inquisitively, I have been asked..are you dead? So that’s why they call me devil as I die last.. I never cried tears; it was the toxins that came out. I never exhaled air it was the repentance of my soul…still cursed, still starved. Condemned by my miseries, I still live Spitted upon by my own sweat…… Yes! I still live in me, Cause the devil dies last.

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Wayne Hill

Date: 9/27/2013 9:34:00 PM

A noble fight with the dark side....a very interesting write.

Varsha Tomar

Date: 6/28/2013 12:01:00 PM

Although there's obviously no link yet through out my reading of this poem I had Salman Rushdie's 'Satanic Verses' on mind! A soul stirring read...and yes .. the devil dies last! sigh!

Bidhu Patnaik
Date: 6/30/2013 2:25:00 PM

I am honored,..thank you so much Varsha.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 6/22/2013 11:19:00 AM

Stopping by this one again... Bidhu, i hope you are enjoying the soup, or at least what you read. I hope you find the inspiration, cause you are a new favorite poet, and I want you to stick around here for a long long time... luv~ LINDA

Bidhu Patnaik
Date: 6/24/2013 9:55:00 AM

It feels great to be a part of Poetrysoup. There is so much inspiration around....Thanks again Linda.

Skat A

Date: 6/19/2013 8:23:00 AM

yes, glad the devil was cast out... great ending.... SKAT

Bidhu Patnaik
Date: 6/22/2013 3:45:00 AM

Thank you so much SKAT.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 6/18/2013 9:25:00 AM

such a good write ,, I love the line, "spitted upon by my own sweat," enjoyed ~always, Lidna

Bidhu Patnaik
Date: 6/19/2013 8:19:00 AM

Thanks Linda.