drewdionp
drewdionp
Aug 17, 2016

The Fallen one

I am merely dirt, camouflaged as sand.
A snake-like twerp,
spreading poison
at the touch of my hand.
Commonly confused with bile
I hide behind the vilest of smiles.

I'm nothing if not a plague.
One so bitter, so rancid, so overstayed.
Wretched and putrid a few of my names.

A perfect storm that is sorrow
mixed with some shame.
When Blended together,
makes a hurricane no one man can weather.

I am all that is hate.
The purest of disease.
Unchallenged by Fate.
I rule with such ease.

The creator of evil.
I am the owner of fear.
I Slither with a whisper
that leave sin in your ear.

I am all that is Unholy.
to heaven I am the goalie
I am the blackest cancer.
The once holy true wrong answer.
I am the rawest definition of imposter.
The reason the good die young
while the wicked prosper.

I am to God what base is to treble.  
I'm the ruler of Hell.  
I am the Devil.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: USA

Favorite Poets: Ronald McDonald

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Comments

V

Congratulations for your various colorful achievements. Feel free to roam around in the human world and I hope to see you this Halloween. Thank you. (I edited my earlier comment).

judyanne

Can I suggest a small format change to give it a more traditional look?

I am merely dirt, camouflaged as sand.
A snake-like twerp,
spreading poison
at the touch of my hand.
Commonly confused with bile
I hide behind the vilest of smiles.

I'm nothing if not a plague.
One so bitter, so rancid, so overstayed.
Wretched and putrid a few of my names.

A perfect storm that is sorrow
mixed with some shame.
When Blended together,
makes a hurricane no one man can weather.

I am all that is hate.
The purest of disease.
Unchallenged by Fate.
I rule with such ease.

The creator of evil.
I am the owner of fear.
I Slither with a whisper
that leave sin in your ear. ...grammar 'leaves'

I am all that is Unholy.
I am to heaven not the puck,
though surely I am the goalie.

(another small suggestion
forget the puck - it's not pertinent, and it makes this thought a little long winded to the rest
I'd suggest simply
to heaven I am the goalie)

I am the blackest cancer.
The once holy true wrong answer.
I am the rawest definition of imposter.
The reason the good die young
while the wicked prosper.

I am to God what base is to treble.  
I'm the ruler of Hell.  
I am the Devil.

All this, I might add is only my opinion
nice to meet you Drew
love judy
xxx