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Being Courted By The Devil

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
Upon my neck I can feel his breath.
He beckons me forth, and whispers my name,
Daring me to play his deadly game.
He laughs at my fear, and scoffs at my hate,
He tells me I'm his, it is my fate.
I tell him to leave, that I dwell in the light,
He dismisses this, I belong to the night.
"Say goodbye to the morning,my nocturnal friend,
In Hell we have fun, it does not ever end".
He says this to me with a most evil grin.
I am seduced at once, I feel the desire for sin.
Being good is to hard, What is there to gain,
When you cannot do anything, to avoid the pain.
So I am going to dance, and fuck in the fire,
Be filled with carnal pleasure, and live for desire,
You may not like this, I really don't care,
Because I'm tired of virtue, for life isn't fair.
I give up,I have fallen from grace,
I will live in the shadows, so I can cover my face.
I am queen of the night,the moon is my guide,
Where I can live freely in sin, and have nothing to hide.

— greeneyes, Jan 05, 2010

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Country/Region: Colorado Springs Colorado

Favorite Poets: I love Dr. Suess! He is my favorite, I would love to write for children.

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point.of.redemption

16 years 5 months ago

uhhh

up until "he dismisses this" i had shivers.. it was perfect writing, perfect everything, but when the content took a negative turn, i was disappointed 'cause it's the opposite of what i normally write, and i don't think slavery to sin is really freedom. either way, it's really good :)
wolfycat

wolfycat

16 years 5 months ago

an answer...

After living in darkness, a slave to the night Blind in the freedom, from losing your sight A still small voice, will pierce through your soul Bringing redemption, and making you whole. This is an answer to your quest 'not aimed at you' simply an answer to your write. From someone who has been there... wolfy
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 5 months ago

hello Elizabeth

I haven't been here for awhile. This is one of the first poems I have read in a couple of weeks. I just want to say, that I LOVE your darker side and all that it produces. Another fine write! Always, Cat
WF

Worldwide Freeride

16 years 5 months ago

Green eyes!

Oh Green eyes I see magma's flare blazing through the crack in your pupil and iris, there the sweat gleans and glistens from the sensual heat as you are turned and the red glow from your fiery heart emanates the kindled flames from every orafice... but don't worry i'll gallantly swashbuckle my way down there and free you! Can't be having the pixie faced green eyes to face such a fate for eternity! What was that?!? You don't want rescuing? You like it down there... well better the devil you know than the devil you don't! lol! This is superb green eyes love the premise, and how you have written it... brings out the dwvil in you... sprouted a pointed tail and a set of horns yet? Bravo! Dale :)
TD

Taylor Delaware

16 years 5 months ago

A new side...?

I'm liking it a lot! And loving your evolution more :) Dig deeper into greeneyes, it's amazing what you may find (experiment with stanzas too, love) xoxo Taylor