The Devil's Waltz
In dim-lit halls where shadows dance, restraint dissolves.
The fiddler's bow draws sin, hunger, and haunting.
Each step and turn, a whispered pact, desire’s resolve,
Temptation twirls its partner close.
Beneath cold eyes that stare in silence, smirk, and brawl,
The Devil grins, as mortals spin, 'til daylight calls.
And in this waltz, the soul is swayed and always lost.
Till dawn's light breaks, the music fades against hallowed walls.Stellar dust in sombre night, Twilight's veil, consumer upon the howling tempest.
An elegy all shattered,Where screaming angels pursue their prey.
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Author:
Neil Higgins (
Offline) - Published: December 4th, 2024 19:24
- Comment from author about the poem: Taken from my published poetry collection, "The Turning Key"
- Category: Religion
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Welcome to MPS!
An interesting and slightly chilling write. Very well penned. Welcome to MPS.
Enjoyed the read, well written piece, thank you
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