Devilish

Devilish

A Poem by Giullia King

"Come on!" 
Said the boy with the gorgeous looks and devilish smile.
"What could possibly go wrong?" 
- Everythingshe thought. 
"Nothing" she blurted out, and went lost into her own world. 
"I've been trying to hold onto days," he said, "because sometimes the nights get too dark for me,
So," he said, once again, "come with me."
He was a living, breathing, dangerous poetry.
He was the only one that could rip my heart out of my beating chest and ignite a spark.
Then a flame.

We were the constellations, 
The stars that shine so brightly,
The moonlit sky in the darkest of nights. 
Not knowing what this dark night had to offer, 
She took his hand and felt the storm within her suddenly go quiet. 
"Ready?" 



© 2017 Giullia King



Author's Note

Giullia King
Not my best piece. Just some words I had to get out of my head. Will edit it more in the future. x

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He was the only one that could rip my heart out of my beating chest and ignite a spark.
Then a flame.

mmmmm before we know it we are walking the path of darkness, towards the edge of destruction is feels like , the storms waiting to unleash its fury on us, but we walk as if under the spells of the stars calling us to go on walk rite into the eye of the storm.... :)

i really liked this one ..


Posted 2 Weeks Ago


I thought this was a great piece! The fact that she knew everything could possibly go wrong and still took that leap of faith with him is what makes love beautiful!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


WOW!! So awesome, enjoyed this a lot.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


This is a great poem. I could visualize this scene so clearly.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Giullia Hi. This is actually quite arresting and interesting so don't knock yourself. For me, the last line, the last word, are a delight. The reader can take it wherever they wish - how will things develop? Tantalising.

I was a little unsure about the switch from 3rd person to 1st person then back to 3rd. (She/her then my/we then back to she/her). Either would work, but it was the switching I wasn't sure about. But the story shines through regardless.

Nice work! Nigel

Posted 1 Month Ago


Good one, Giulia, a love letter to your muse. How close we are to that mysterious personage that dwells within and cries to be released in the darkest moments.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Giullia King

3 Weeks Ago

Exactly, Ted! Thank you for reading :)
I enjoyed the poem. I like the poetry with the positive ending. Thank you dear Giullia for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 1 Month Ago


Giullia King

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much, friend!
Coyote Poetry

2 Weeks Ago

You are welcome dear Giullia.
Not sure but - i see this as a woman being lured into a dubious situation.. but with only foot stepped forward! Your wording is cautious yet obviously already under the influenced by that creature with the' gorgeous looks' (such killers, those looks!) . As to the ending.. my oh - oh my - turn off thinking and go sit under the influence of lurve! The lull before the storm, methinks. :)

Posted 1 Month Ago


Giullia King

3 Weeks Ago

Yes! That's exactly the feeling I was going for. Thank you for reading, Emma :)
And in a single moment fear was dropped and everything gained - from the darkness he found a new kind of light - even if it was in amongst the darkness - great write well done X

Posted 1 Month Ago


Giullia King

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much :)

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