Beli'yal, the master of lies.
A mountain of sorrow behind his eyes.
He says he's ok, but he's hurting inside.
He says he has no secrets, but everything he hides.
He say's he's sorry, but if looks could kill
A coffin your lifeless body would fill.
He says he's happy, mouth stetched in a smile,
When really he's not and won't be for a while.
Beli'yal, what is he really?
A man frozen in immortality?
Satan, God, man or saint,
Whatever he is, make him go away.
------- Author's Notes -------
Beli'yal is the name of a fallen angel. He can never tell the truth. I have used him as a metaphor for my own feelings.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Raimee (126.96.36.199) -- Monday, March 7 2005, 07:14 pm|
:( I've done that too.
|Holly (188.8.131.52) -- Sunday, April 10 2005, 03:43 am|
Very clever, I really like this one. Especially the line: "He says he's sorry but if looks could kill, a coffin your lifeless body would fill." You are SO good at rhyming things.
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