They stare with eyes ablaze,
a sea of faceless faces
the crowd’s anticipation
awash as notes slip out
to bounce across the crowded waves
Her body trembles in delight,
alight with a terrible fright,
while her soul bleeds out
painting the stage,
an effigy to their whims
And if it’s done well,
she’ll be welcomed
to bleed again to feed
their fevered hunger
✨Deferential Devil✨
Dimpled and drunk,
water lapped at the soil
as though trying to sate
its boundless hunger
with morsels of moss and vine
✨Deferential Devil✨
I dreamt strange things
as my mind tried to cling
to places, and people
who’d left their mark
but didn’t bother to stay
✨Deferential Devil✨
I breathe in peace
and exhale this pain
Knowing time filters
the most insane
✨Deferential Devil✨
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There’s a small chance
that I have a sadistic side
who thoroughly enjoys
when people get served
karma on a silver platter,
fed by a silver spoon,
served fresh but cold,
while someone massages it
down their throats
But that’s why I keep her
locked away, with no key in sight
✨Deferential Devil✨
Candles flicker as a clock ticks
and a tree creaks by the window
the padding of a black cat,
heard, but unseen in the shadows
while sirens wail through the night
distant and insistent
While cold seeps like a gas
to fill the once warm room
all within a silence so loud
one could hear it from afar
✨Deferential Devil✨
Luck isn’t some mystical,
or uncontrollable thing
that happens to a person
Luck is what you see in life
It’s picking out the things
which went right, rather than the things
which went wrong on a day
✨Deferential Devil✨
I want to talk about the universe,
and the psychology of people
The amazing way someone creates
and how it makes me feel
We can discuss the weather,
but only about how it forms
Let’s talk about dreams,
ambitions and failed auditions
Let’s reach for the stars,
paint constellations in our hearts
and sail the sky,
with whimsy at the helm
✨Deferential Devil✨
Even in these dark times
there’s goodness
It’s always the little things
which shine brightest in the dark
A smile, a laugh, a pets love
hold onto those moments
when everything is crashing down
they will anchor you to the light
✨Deferential Devil✨
On my best days I’m a storm
blowing through the world,
knocking down anything
which blocks my path
or raining down my love
On my worst days
I am a disaster
A mess of a human
all emotion, tragedy, and darkness
A tsunami swallowing cities whole
But everyday, I’m still me
whether the world sees it
I won’t break to make others ok
All that does is kill my storm
but doesn’t calm my seas
✨Deferential Devil✨
Deferential Devil Poetry 