The Devil Poems - Poems about The Devil

Schmoozing with the Devil

Some call him Mr. President 
some call him Mr. Trump
Now he also will be known 
as Putin’s little chump

He’s broken every oath he took
each word he speaks, a lie
He whispers words of secrecy
just like a Russian spy

The leaders all around the world 
now see him as a foe
Still in awe, of how a jewel 
is

EVIL IS THE DEVIL

The devil is afraid 
I told him to show his face
He's steadily hiding in dark
Plotting evil 
Taking me unaware, he's a coward 

If he can't get to me
He comes through 
Those are  close to me 
I use discernment 
So I don't hurt those that are prey to him.

His words are so soothing 
But his

Dance with the Devil

Lost souls would amount, (all the scrolls would say)
Were held in account, (there on Judgement Day)
Now dues must be paid, (for their mortal sins)
God's mercy would fade, (as the Devil wins)

Chorus: Dum dee dee dum, dee dum dee
Dum dee dee dum, Dance with the Devil 
Dum dee dee dum, dee dum dee
Dum dee dee dum,

The Devil Philosopy

The parties were in full swing.  
The doorbell rang, yet no one knew it.  
In that instant, everything changed for the party guests.  
Speak softly, lean in closer, and turn down the volume.  
A sudden death—another soul has taken its last breath.  
Did he pass the test? Sniffing cocaine, he

THE DEVIL

In shadows cast, where darkness thrives,
A figure lurks, with malevolent eyes.
The Devil, whispered in tales of old,
A symbol of temptations manifold.

Cloaked in deceit, with a cunning grin,
A mastermind of chaos from within.
In folklore spun and scriptures penned,
The embodiment of sins, some contend.

A rebel angel, once adorned with light,
Now dwelling in the realms of night.
With whispers

The Devil in the Dark

I wade through the grass of hope like a criminal in the night, looking for a lost soul long grass blade beats in my face as I try to clear the path in the dark that destiny hold, while the birds in the tree to sit still and chirp at the mystery lurking below.


No one

dance with the devil

like a miserable cockroach he wriggled
through wreckage in the sump of his life
bottle in hand and at delirious mouth
in a macabre rehearsal of final strides

what had once been a passionate waltz
had become a legless inebriated pirouette
moribund madness personified 
liquified insanity stumbling to hell
with wings of destruction in overdrive 

it was a sink hole leap towards

THE DEVIL NAMED DEMENTIA

I'm in a pickle
Soured sometimes I cry
Because there's not much time here 
For I will soon leave memories behind
There is no time for regrets
No time for bitterness
Nothing needs to be undone
I'm only space filled with skin and bones
A beautiful mind only remembers from long ago
I brushed my teeth today
I dressed myself
Combed my hair
I looked in

The Devil I Know - Trump

Trump, 
he's not perfect, admittedly so, but who of us is?
He can be crass, he is brash, and he'll even talk some trash.
He's not hiding who he is. I much prefer knowing who I am 
dealing with, than the last joker we got screwed with!

Biden was an unscrupulous thief, selling out our country
for financial gain,

Cross references verses to the Seven mysteries of Paul according to Robert Breaker part five

# 7  Isaiah 14:12-17 (Breaker mentioned that five times Lucifer wanted to sit as God
 on this throne but didn't mention the actual verses.) "How you have fallen from
heaven, O Lucifer," son of the morning! How you were cut down to the ground, You
who have weekend the nations! For you have said in your

the devil vs my heart

The devil couldn't reach me 
He instead put this heart in my chest 
This heart the beats for all the wrong people 
A heart that beats too loudly 
For the people whose hearts don't beat back 
A heart that feels too much 
And never learns 
This heart that yearns for love 
That doesn't understand when

Kill the Devil; hug the Angel

New song.
Let's be the Good we want to see in the World.

Note: "Kill" in this song is a metaphor for overcoming the Dark. No actual murder is being advocated. 

Kill the Devil; hug the Angel
By Michelle Morris 
02/03/2025

I built you up 
Like a Devil in my mind
All your unkind words and deeds
A Darkness that you

Riding Shotgun With The Devil

Staring into the clear blue Sky,

Tears Fill my Eyes,

As the crows come flying by,

High above the trees,

Dancing with the Breeze.

I'm Down on my knees,

Shoveling,

Digging up My roots.

Exposing bitter Truths.

Who I Use to Be,

The parts I Wish weren't me.

Opening the door,

I settle in.

Riding Shotgun with The Devil,

Riding to a different level.

Balancing the Machine,

Repairing the Seam.

Picking up

Laughter Keeps The Devil Away

sin is boring- how playful is God in His love

I Told The Devil Goodbye

I met her where her shadow leaned,
Beneath the cold and hollow sky,
Her voice was soft, her eyes unseen—
Yet still, I told the devil, yes goodbye.

She traced her hand along my wrist,
Her touch like ash, her breath warm mist,
She whispered, "Stay, you won't be missed, "
But I refused to pay the cost.

She promised love, she promised

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