Don't dance with the devil

DON'T DANCE WITH THE DEVIL 

Swaying
to the music
Waltzing around
A step from the right
Two steps to the left
Twirling
in his arms
Spinning around
Lost in his eye's heat
Trapped by his heart's iciness
And then he was in me

.........................

Don't dance with the devil.

Mother warned me.

Years ago I sold my soul to the devil-for a few minutes of pleasure. It lasted but a few minutes but I lived without my soul for years. I had no essence, I felt completely empty.

Until a few days ago, the devil visited again, offering me my soul back. My soul in exchange for a dance. What could go wrong? I thought I was in for a revelation.

My hand in his, he twirled me around the ballroom of sin.

We moved a few steps from the right, taking me away from any goodness I had left. We waltzed around, spinning until the ballroom changed to a paradise of pleasure. And then... One minute I was me and the next he was in me, possessing my body as his.

He is powerful but he has a limit. His true form doesn't fully fit with humans. He knew if he wanted to get them all he had to cloth himself like them. Just like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

So here we are-me and the devil-dancing with humans from dusk to dawn.

For those who have paid for their sins, we dig a deeper pit. For those who are white as snow, we turn black as coal. We cover the pit with a guise of freedom and portray the black as the new white.

We have our eyes on humans, including you. Yes you. So pure and innocent or maybe already bound by sin. We want your soul. We have your soul and want more. So come dance with me...I mean him...Oh who cares, we are one and same.

Come dance with the devil.

                                Devil's host.


Sometimes we try to free ourselves from the complex knot of sin, but find ourselves complicating the knot because we take the wrong escape route. To escape the pan, we jump into the fire. We decide to dance with the devil to get our souls back.

About the peom

Don't dance with the devil... A poem that tells how easily tempted humans get by the clutches of the devil, how humans sell their soul for fame or wealth to the devil without knowing its cost until they regret and  too late to realize the negativity. And once realize to free oneself from the burden becomes more complicated and difficult.

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Originally written by Roja, 2018.

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