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✨
You must let your truth speak
in volumes never heard
so the ignorant, oft deaf masses,
can know what they must learn
✨Deferential Devil✨
Written with the first line challenge from Atticus Poetry on Poetizer.
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✨
My breath halts and I stumble
over these memories I carry
so tight and heavy
My heart squeezes
my brain freezes
until the moment passes
and I know I‘ll survive
It’s just sometimes I feel
the edge of the world at my toe
and one step more
shall plunge me off the side
✨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✨
He carried me on his shoulders
and loved me through and through
I always felt important
when I saw his eyes of blue
So when the call came
and woke the dead of night
It painted a ghastly picture
of a tired mans glassy flight
The holiday became a sad one
and pain lingered every year
sometimes fading, sometimes present
but always exceptionally clear
✨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✨
He called me kind but inside
I wanted to tear him to bits
For making me feel less than
when I am so much more than
For holding me to higher standards
to which he didn’t deign to lift himself
✨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 