Prince Of Darkness

He is the shadow that you think is your own.

Following your every step and finding out your favorite place.

He has got your soul in a case and he has got your smile in his mind.

He knows the darkest thoughts, not just of you, but the entire world.

He is a man not to be reckoned with in the latest nights.

If the stars came out, his eyes would still be brighter.

Beware his voice for it is the hypnotizing melody of midnight.

Snaps his fingers and you will be finding yourself as his army.

When he walks, it is through the grace of the storm.

Lighting runs through his blood and thunder drives his heart.

The pearl scar on his face is a sign of who he has become.

He has been thrown to the wolves and he will take you down too.

Let me tell you the tale of the man who has seen your bad dream.

Let me introduce you to the prince of darkness.


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21 Comments Add yours

  1. henhouselady says:

    Your poem is very interesting. It is filled with word pictures. I also liked the rhythm of the piece. Thank you for sharing.

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  2. J. M. Lilin says:

    Thank you so much for such thorough feedback. I appreciate you reading and I’m so glad you enjoyed it.

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  3. So i’m Walking Through A Dark
    Parking Lot At 2 AM Pushing
    60 Passing A Group of
    Young Men Yelling

    Out of Their Car
    Window Legend
    For The Public
    Dancer Of

    14,777 Miles

    i Have Become Yet
    Their Words Don’t
    Phase Me For i’ve
    Seen HeLL ON EartH
    And Been The Least
    Of The Living Dead

    In Pain
    And Numb
    WHeRE ALL Is
    TiME A THoUSaND
    Years IS A Second
    In Hell Within Inside
    The Dance Hall Earlier
    That Night Dancing In Heaven
    A ‘Trump Voter’ ‘A Big Farm
    Hand’ Notices His Women

    Staring

    At My

    Dance

    Drunk He
    Tries To Challenge
    My Dance Running
    Into The Water the
    Ocean Of My Body
    Falling on His Butt

    i Reach Out
    A Hand To Help
    Him Up He Turns
    Around And Says i
    Need My Butt Whipped

    By Him Perhaps You
    Saw ‘The Movie’ Yet
    Actually There Are

    No Words

    At All Just
    Perfectly Still
    Body Language
    And A Gaze Even
    Through Shades That
    Clearly Says With No
    Doubt “Have You Ever
    Danced With The Devil
    In The Pale Moonlight”

    No

    Different

    Than The

    “Chi”

    Of A Cat

    Immediately

    Before He Pounces

    On A Mouse Or Perhaps

    A Lion And Much Larger

    Prey So He Runs Away

    And Brings

    Back Another

    “Trump Voter
    Farm Hand FRiEnD”
    Both Pushing Way

    Over 6 Feet Tall And

    Weighing More Than
    My 245 Pounds And

    Says Now i
    Bet You Are Afraid…

    So i Gracefully

    Walk Over

    To The

    Bouncer

    And Had Him

    Remove

    Them

    From My
    Heaven For

    You See When
    You’ve Been The
    Devil In Hell The

    Only

    Respite

    Is Least Harm
    Dear Jade Not
    Unlike Anyone
    Else Who Has
    Seen Real Blood of

    War And How Deep
    The Shadow of Human

    Falls

    It’s True

    Real Devil’s
    Who Escape
    Hell Are The

    Ones

    Who

    Have

    No Where To Fall
    Hehe Other Than
    That Unlike The

    Rolling

    Stones

    And Their ‘Song
    Sympathy For
    The Devil’ And

    Considering

    i Am Literally

    Born On

    6.6.60 You
    Don’t Have to
    Guess my Name
    As i’ve Already

    Literally

    Lived ‘The

    Omen’ And Escaped DanCinG

    RiSinG to A Much Nicer Place🏝

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  4. J. M. Lilin says:

    That is very inspiring, Frederick. Thanks so much for sharing. It’s always really stunning how poetry can hook up to the stories of so many peoples lives. Thanks so much for reading and supporting. I really appreciate it.

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  5. SMiles Jade As Creativity
    Rises Language of Reality
    Becomes Synchronicities
    Of Ever Connecting
    Never

    Landing

    Never Ending

    Stories Pathways

    We Light Through

    “God’s Mind”

    Home

    With Unlimiting

    Doors Some Find

    More Easy to

    Open AND Close

    Than Others my FRiEnD

    Essence of MaGiC

    Reality

    Trumps Fiction☺️🙌

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  6. Navin says:

    I enjoy your writings…another great one… keep expressing….

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  7. Wow! What mesmerizing words

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  8. J. M. Lilin says:

    Thank you so much, Navin. That means more to me than you can imagine. I absolutely will.

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  9. J. M. Lilin says:

    Thank you. I really appreciate such kind and lovely feedback.

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  10. This is an astonishing poem!

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  11. Navin says:

    You’re welcome J ✨

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  12. J. M. Lilin says:

    Thank you, Nandika. I’m so happy to hear that.

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  13. Wow, that was a super effective work! Reminds me of the Dark Man from Stephen King’s the Stand. Really well done!

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  14. J. M. Lilin says:

    That is a high compliment – Steven King is a clever author and it’s funny since I took a quiz when I was younger and Steven King was my twin author.

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  15. Wow! That is interesting. You must have a touch of the creative writing horror gene in you. I really got a scary vibe from this poem but in a good way!

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  16. J. M. Lilin says:

    It could be. I’ve always had a taste for the strange. Tim Burton films are a favorite of mine. Haha, thank you.

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  17. Tim Burton, yes! That sure is a bit of difference or strangeness. And that kind of brings a unique sensibility to your writing. Awesome.

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  18. J. M. Lilin says:

    Thanks so much. I appreciate that. Have a great week, Benjamin. 🙂

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  19. J. M. Lilin says:

    Thank you for reading 🙂

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  20. you’re welcome

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