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Emotions of a Demon
Dear Reader! Please listen to me with patience
This poem is the death knell of a lonely life
Yes, not of a human, but a creature’s life
Life is life, for everyone, but mine is different
Different, I am not a human, otherworldly life
Yes, but fate exiled me to the human kind
Hmm, so I look like a man. No wings. It’s bad
The human body is a prison, a jail for my life
My demonic soul can’t live, can’t fly. It’s agony
“Because you are guilty! A sinner!’ Said Satan
“You have broken the laws of Hell!” He said angrily
Yes, I am a sinner, I want to go back to Hell
I feel like the universe, my mind is dark blue
Beautiful black light. The feelings are contradictory
I don’t like human’s love. Death’s feeling is life
I am looking for a demonic lady to live in Hell!
I want to create a new hell in this alien world!
Ladies here are mortals, and feel different kinds
I can’t understand women here; all are human
Dear Reader, I don’t want to offend you. Please
Please, understand my demonic soul and mind
Don’t think that I don’t like women! I had a lot in Hell!
But here I don’t find the only demonic one! Oh, life!
My human life is sad to me! Lord Satan, forgive me!
“You must suffer! You must do penance!” said Lucifer
Hmm. I am afraid, very afraid of human love. Pain
What can I do? How could I appease the Lord of Hell!
“You must live there! You stay there! Forever rebel!”
Horror. Oh, what's coming up in my sad demonic life?
What brings the future in this disgusting earthly life?
“You must feel that! I gave you everything in Hell!
You had a harem of demon women and a diamond castle!
But you rebelled against the Holy Laws of Hell! Good luck!”
The huge wrought-iron gate of hell creaked shut
Hell has condemned me to eternal human damnation
Oh, dear Reader! This is the sad story of my dying life
Please, give me your sympathy, be patient with my life
Thank you for reading
Thank you for listening
My ask, my cry for help!
Loves and lovers are parts in a play
acted from need or passion,
necessity or happenstance or duty
or merely not to be lonely for a while.
Loved in considered or unconsidered ways,
given or withheld,
perhaps with tenderness,
perhaps terror,
conscience or unconsciousness,
in dark rooms lit by a single bulb,
in the sunlight of bluets and corn flowers,
on a stage, with a script and other actors,
an audience, and the potential
for success or disaster.
If terrible enough or not attended to,
the play closes after a single performance,
finished almost before it’s begun.
It may enjoy a long run,
the audience growing larger with each recital.
Most though become mere skeletons
draped with the dry skin of life,
a dragging-on rote performance bereft of passion.
They end this way.
They break apart.
They just do.
The shine of life has lost its sparkle
The shine that once was there is now gone
No matter how hard you try to find it
Dullness lingers on and on and on
The days when life was so easy
The days when love was so strong
The shine gleamed on every surface
The shine of good times that went on and on
Though weary, cracked and broken
Though tough times go on and on and on
We sometimes find our shine together
Just like the days when we were always in the sun
Life can be cruel and unrelenting
Life can be tough and sometimes wrong
This time that we live in may not have much sparkle
But when I look in your eyes I see sunshine
That's where the beauty of my life shines on and on and on
MERGED IN SURRENDER
Kiss me quiet under the rain~ skips and pounds,
awash the tears and pain fevering my anguish,
with the July moon to stir my slothful frown,
wide-skirted trees swing demure on the breeze
their cyclic sops and bows-- a dancing clown.
Our hands clasp to spins and turns on that wet ground,
tango to loves groove, we are pleased to tease
as this emblaze our spirit and behold our strength.
The air touched by purple lilac blossoms caress--
it velvety flirt tickling our pact distress.
Our hungered bodies beseech on nightly bounds
in a ballroom beseem for loving grounds.
From lips tiptoeing on skin, so easy they appease,
to strokes flavoured by glows of summer reprise,
slow to fast moves wings a-twitter heated degrees
as this emblaze our spirit and behold our strength.
Among the years where there's whispers that seize,
experience match our heartbeats on impermeable squeeze
and if tension snaps on daylight and nightfall sound
in search of essences where rubbles or debris abounds...
In the absence of solution, should we stop to care?
Ah! Let crisp leaves of autumn display our memories,
cherish the days when February sings Spring: our promise
as this emblaze our spirit and behold our strength.
Hearken thoughts and hearts merged in surrender,
the shaped images and forms impress the depths,
our love root a seed echoing the song of forever
as this emblaze our spirit and behold our strength.
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***The first three stanza didn't follow definite rhyme format but the rhymes are retained as much as possible on each stanza except the last one, the envoy is rhymed with.
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9:53 pm. April 21, 2015
The New Society
We are living on the Earth now. This planet is full of suffering
Aggression, wars, murders, brutalism, cruel mentalities
Humanity’s soul has not evolved, but there are pure hearts
They are the members of the new Earth, of a new planet
Why? Because the new culture on the new planet is clean
There is no aggression, selfishness, or desire to rule; just life
Works together, this a rule and a saying, there a galactical law
Live and work together to build better and better words of planets
Live life in the endless universe is the time of the beating loving heart
‘Come.’ Said Satan.
‘Thank you for the invitation.’ I answered.
‘Bring your love.’ Said Satan.
‘I’ll kill her.’ I answered.
‘She is here soon.’ Said Satan.
‘I will kill myself.’ I answered.
Love
Death
Life
And love
We live
On
A new
Planet
Called
(for)
Love
They say,
Be not moved by gold,
Nor charmed by crowns,
Nor swayed by faces
Carved like the dawn.
But by hearts that give
Without asking for more,
By spirits clothed in grace,
Stitched with kindness.
Yet we—fragile beings,
Spun from dust and desire,
Bow often to the gleam,
Reaching for what glitters.
They say,
Let the heart lead the way,
Let the soul discern freely,
That true beauty lies
In soft-spoken words.
But we—flawed and fleeting,
Walk past the sacred,
Chasing shimmery mirages,
Bruising the hands of need.
They say,
Love the one who listens
When silence falls,
Who sees you not as conquest,
But as home—a safe haven.
Yet the eyes, ever hungry,
Falls for the sparks,
And not the hot flames,
That lingers in quiet devotion.
And while character fades,
Into the noise we choose,
The soul stays hushed,
Whimpering beneath glitters.
You killed me to don’t love me
My life was disheveled, broken, unloved, forgotten, and cleared
because the love was spiced and smelled of the smell of corpses.
This fragrance is my atmosphere from your memory, the hoped lady
We met on a modern train, and our love, life, and children go far away
You didn’t give light, I couldn’t it, the dark. Loved far in your heart, graveyard
Dear… our stream train is corpses, mass graves. I loved you your sad train
Why didn’t this train transform into a white wedding car?
Because you are envious, you are gloating, and love my suffering
But do not get your hopes up, our wedding waiting for us in Hell
I am dead
Someone
Waiting for you
In the Hell
Here I am, late night. Waiting for the train after work as usual in my zone Floetry "Hey you" playing on the phone. This woman sits next to me and I can feel her eyeing me, I look over she turns away smiling ever so gently but it was her classy attire that had me swayed. Now I'm usually the nervous type but I play it cool but I'm shy right. I don't usually approach women cause I feel they really aren't worth my time and sometimes when they open their mouth I see in their lifetime they haven't really opened their mind. So I say you look familiar starting off with lies, she smiles says hi and starts telling me about her day, I say hi I'm Corey and I don't this every day and yeah you're beautiful but behind every smile is a story to tell, every woman's been something and if she says she isn't more than likely at this moment she's probably going threw hell. Anyway I don't beat around the bush so I'm like I would love to get to know you past your beauty and your scars and she says I'm sorry but I'm already spoken for. I say well, the conversation was nice and we both part ways, no regrets at all and that was probably the highlight of my day
Dear Life, I Love you so
For grudges are a waste of time
Apologize when you should
Let go of what you can.
Dear Life, I Love you so
For life is too short to be unhappy
Give time to the chances we take
Give it your all and be happy with choices you make.
Dear Life, I Love you so
Smile when your sad it doesn’t seem so bad
Laugh when you can and sometimes at yourself
And increase your laughter lines when your glad.
Dear Life, I Love you so
Always forgive but never forget
Love what you have got
And always remember what you had.
Dear Life, I Love you so
Learn from your mistakes
But never regret, people change
And things go wrong, just remember life goes on.
30.07.2020
Dear Life I Love you so
Edward Ibeh.
On solid familiar fertile ground
My humbled set of feet stand
I work diligently avoiding demand
Total Independence, I tried and found
Trials and problems, I did mount
Indeed like a boxer, I pound and been pound
A fight not in ring but on land
There are teardrops in my eyes
There are laughter and smiles you saw
There are shoutouts I said in law
There are memories I leave raw
Who will come to cherish these?
Who will come to pass these?
Who will come and do the same?
Not for money, power or fame
By:
olive_eloi
12:05 pm
01/13/2014
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