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Satan

I feel his hot breath upon my cheek Hurrying to devour, wishing me dead Singling me out as if I were a freak I silence the fears as I hear his critique Stifling my tears, he fills me with dread I feel his hot breath upon my cheek I scream for help – I shriek and I shriek Tormenting thoughts are soon widespread Singling me out as if I were a freak I realize my heart feels dark, so bleak Shadows of grief bring tortures unsaid I feel his hot breath upon my cheek I doubt all the joy that I once did seek Silencing my dreams – his loathing fed Singling me out as if I were a freak I only know him as my enemy, the sneak The devil who ruins – in the bible I read I feel his hot breath upon my cheek Singling me out as if I were a freak FIRST PERSON VILLANELLE Poetry Contest Sponsored by: L MILTON HANKINS August 11, 2022
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Calasibetta Avatar
September 4, 2022 at 10:23 AM
Congratulations on your win in the contest! Down with Satan! :)Paulette
Miller Avatar
September 4, 2022 at 12:57 AM
Excellent Gina, I truly enjoyed this villanelle, congratulations
Seeker Avatar
September 2, 2022 at 8:42 AM
An uncharacteristic poem for you to write, Gina, although superbly penned, no doubt, congrats on your win!
Hankins Avatar
September 2, 2022 at 7:57 AM
Congratulations, Gina, on your placement in my Villanelle contest. I thought this an unusual entry for you, but it certainly caught my attention.
Fowler Avatar
September 2, 2022 at 7:51 AM
I don't know how I missed this earlier Regina. Superb! Congratulations on your win! Linda
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