The Great Tempter

By Polaris

Give me your hate
I'll bottle it down
Stir up the waves
And make them all drown

Give me your fear
I'll pack it away
And keep you safe
While my mind decays

Give me your sorrow
I'll let it all out
You can have once again
And I'll live without

But...

Give me your trust
I'll give it right back
And when your not looking
That's when I'll attack

Give me your joy
I'll throw it away
And show you the fear
You gave me that day

Give me your love
I'll tear it apart
Throw it back at you
And rip out your heart

I am the savior
Thou shall not want
I come in your dreams
With an offer to taunt

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Published on Monday, February 13, 2012. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "The Great Tempter"

On Monday, February 13, 2012, dwells (4177) wrote:

This went from feeling sorry for yourself, into a righteous rage-filled rant, well done and much enjoyed, thanks!
On Monday, February 13, 2012, Ladyhawke (392) wrote:

An evil tempter, indeed. The begining starts off with such trust, such belief in the Tempter, you almost immediately give yourself over to him. But then as the poem unfolds, you see the real demon behind the mans face. Astounding visuals here. I especally like the last stanza. It leaves one with an almost haunting feeling. A seductive fear, if you will. Brava! Excellent job.