Home » Poems » Anna Hopper » The Devils dance

The Devils dance

My words evade me Sweat forms in beads My tongue betrays me At lightening speed Quivering knees Disarm my stance Panic breeds The devil’s dance Something akin To mourning hope Runs through my skin I fail to cope I babble more To ease the hush They must abhor My need to rush Attention Queen Or rambling freak I didn’t mean To over speak

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Anonomus Scorpio

Date: 10/12/2024 5:49:00 AM

You can not over speak what needs to be heard. Support to you should feel like more than a seven letter word. I give it freely, be damn the "The devils dance" he'll face the music. As my word imprisonment becomes the dark lords trance.... A.S