Short Diabolical Poems
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There are symmetries in nature
created for deeper purposes.
They delight, tease and inflame us
- oh, nature is diabolical.
She was a diva, diabolical, destroyer of mirth
Maneuvering her way into men’s hearts
She had sexy, chic, classy cunning ways
Dazzling
Dancingly delightful
Dashing, dynamic, debonair
Diamondlike, diabolical, daring, delectable
Dour, damp, disillusioned, disappointed, discouraged
Do you remember diabolical burning passion?
The kind that can barely wait to get hands on each other?
Excitement that turns your soul and flesh into flames?
she is frozen in place
a crystallized beauty
we who love her want to rescue
but those who put here there are formidable
frosty, diabolical and determined to keep her
Dr. Jekyll
Diabolical, villainous
Experimenting, killing, hating
Murder, schizophrenia, man, husband
Loving, caring, rationalizing
Gentle, friendly
Mr. Hyde
Untold laughter shaking her loudly
Diabolical and ruthless
Ninety-year-old’s privilege
Fooling almost no one
Delighting her cat
Smirking with mirth
Partner in
Friendship
Crime
Sincere apologies
Diabolical policy
My part in your life
losing its novelty
Babe magnet wannabee
Recurring anomalies
Quantity first and always above quality
A beast,wicked and
callous without
culture,
He injured me
several times but
never again,
Accident I had
months ago was~him;I
am sure,
lustful and
diabolical with a
Canker worm in his
brain.
diabolical Denise denied doing deliberate dastardly deeds
easily evacuated energy and excitement from everyone
forewarning frantic free-wheeling freemasons from
giving grubby grimy greedy Denise a gratuity.
deeply dark and disturbingly mysterious
diabolical and Gothic, with a hint of Victorian
as punk as any bouquet that came before
she smiled when she came upon them
They were perfect, her man knew her well
He was a keeper
silver fortress standing tall
golden secrets kept within
arid desert does surround
this perfect imperfection
treachery knocks upon the gate
armed with sweetest offerings
enters forth and loudly sings
a diabolical requiem
Desiree Dissention disliked dishonest disorderly Denise
Discontented Destiny discounted Desiree’s dislike of Denise
Diabolical Denise displayed despotic disapproval of Desi
Desiree and Destiny’s discord disgusted Desi and Denise
Diabolical thinking elf kept his thoughts in his heart
He did not give advice, for he did not dare try to start
Crazed with marvelous fabulific ideas, he kept them all to himself.
A woman who did not want to hear his ideas was his wife, one bossy elf.
A ghost-flitted out of the refrigerator today.
He smelled like potato salad.
Had he been eating it?
Or was he born in it?
The ghost looked right at me.
Gave me a diabolical smile.
For the first time ever.
I was terrified by the smell of potato salad.
The diabolical discriminations
life made me witness,
threw me in the depths of being a
disgusted stranger,
all supposed earthly beauties floats by
I could care less,
same goes for the ineffective utterances of
bush, mountain and manger.
(16.03.2025)
Purple unicorns prance into my mind
Polishing up ideas
Worthy of a princess
Followed by kittens wearing toothbrush hats
With smeary feline smiles
Diabolical laughs
Trixie takes over immediately
Pirate queen gives them the boot
She is ready to play!
Diabolical laughter
coming from the hereafter
I feel absolute fear
As my guide brings me near…
You have some qualms? He asks.
I hand him my flask.
Anything else to reveal?
I watch the door slowly unseal.
I smell barbeque and burning meat.
This dream truly ain’t so sweet.
His plan was diabolical
Obsessed with the details
He had constructed it for years
When he acted upon the impulses
the effect was short-lived
He needed another fix
and another and another and another
He lost count of his victims
More concerned about honing his plan
for the next one
Delighted in sight
Breathing the night
Movement in flight
Come on with it
This isn't that
Not quite right, what is it?
That that's diabolical
I'm fortunate Angelic
Endeavor and Fender
Demons devoured heavily
3/3/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2o23
Sour Milk
Sinister lies
Diabolical intent
My Slow demise
Curdled blood
Serenade me with your death rattle
Acidic love roaming
Inside your wicked soul
Acid rain in my raspberry tea
No redemption for what cannot be saved
Venomous fangs shredding the placenta
That makes you human
You pompous poison
Maze of monotonous mistrust
Frail heart full of treason
Delirious repentance
Blasphemous bait betrayed
Regret grown grief
Fire flaming fantasy filled
A fate framed future foretold
Love can now rest knowing
Your destined diabolical death
Farewell false foe
Lay
The walls,
Surround him as,
He locks himself up,
In the suffocating chamber of nostalgia,
They draw nearer, as,
He frantically runs from corner to,
Corner.
Altering colors,
As they advance menacingly,
To converge about him,
Desolate yellow,
Cold blue,
Diabolical red,
Hopeless white.
His vibrations were so low
She felt herself falling into depth
of abject darkness
Sequestered now in the
most diabolical feeling of dejection and despair
She loved him
So she stayed
Until her light was extinguished
While waiting for one sign of
approval
Which she did not receive
Desdemona
Desmond desires to dive into devout Desiree’s dreams
She dispenses delicious divinity yet destiny dangles defeat
Deep in deluge he discovers dazzling demons and devils
When diabolical deceit dawns in desolate desperation
Des descries in despair and decides to die from devotion