I was Tricked!!!

His sweet smile
Drives smoke from the underworld
With the glasses
Staring through the lens
Of the afternoon devil

He tried to be friendly
Neither did I know
I was buried in the merry

I sat comfortably
But my heart was not far
From his prickly threshold

Our beer cold and chill
Burning with the
Taste of stricken grief

The evening played on
Sweet charms of the night
Dug in the pit
Of heavy worms
Carrying the flag of disappointment
Pressed on their breast
As they swallow my base

I was tricked
By the man
Who carried the devil’s heart
On his palms


About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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