All But My Soul Poem by Chris Embrick

All But My Soul

Rating: 5.0


No more the man, here but a shell
You've vanquished all my hope
My future plans you circumvent
What love began is now all spent
All but my soul your evil gropes
And leaves behind a misanthrope
And still not quenched pursues the rest
Demon lurking, evil working
Is there no end to your quest
Alas, take what you have and flee
No more you hear no more of me.

No more of me merciless spirit
Never once my peace restored
You asked my time, you stole my fortune
Left behind a hapless orphan
All but my soul you've bound with cord
Against my very life you've roared
Is there no end to misery
Demon daunting, evil taunting
I like not the man that others see
No more you hear, no more of me.

No more the man I use to be
Have you not tortured me enough
With what you have now be content
You've taken everything but life
Any more would be torment
Must you foment greater strife
My hope, my peace I've given up
Everything but my soul
And even love had to part
When you stole it from my heart
Now, I'll have no more of this
Demon seeking, Evil reeking
Retreat into your dark abyss
My soul and I agree
No more you here, no more of me.

Saturday, August 19, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: spirit
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Savita Tyagi 20 August 2017

When forces of evil rise they stop at nothing less but total destruction. Most painful and frustration scenario the poem portrays against our better intentions and goodwill. Thanks for sharing.

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The spiritual battle between good and evil tug-a-war with one's soul is quite an epic and individual battle.. good poem.. a ten..

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Chris Embrick

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