Devil's Maid

Terrified, scared, afraid ,
of the Devil's maid ,
life and death both plaid,
oh, how she played!

I fell asleep & deep ,
under her keep, sweet sleep ,
only to wake and weep ,
the wound, just too deep.

The pain, it still stings ,
her laughter, it still rings ,
the song, she still sings ,
the song, she still sings.
Forever.

Reviews

[David Moreland]

I love this piece. It reveals the depth of your thought. But it is still outside of you. What I extrapolate from this piece is I wake up to discover, I am the Devil's maid. Or at least, I am married to her. Good writing, Devesh, my friend.

[Devesh]

I guess I do force myself to write sometimes, but that's just because I write I respect immensely told me that it is important to write everyday, doesn't matter if you're churning out stuff you don't like. According to her, it helps you discover what you truly want to write, what the voice inside of you wants you to say. That's what I try to do sometimes.
As for your interpretation, it is quite different from what I intended but that's what I love about poetry: everyone has their own interpretation. Therein lies the beauty of words.

[David Moreland]

I never revealed any interpretation. I always take out of a reading what's in there, never putting anything in. However, the beauty of good reading is it forces you, nay! pushes you to complement it with your own experience. This piece did that and I expressed its accomplishment to you. Hence, the word "extrapolate": to carry or take beyond. This piece took me beyond the written word; it entered my soul. The word became flesh, it incarnated.

And as for writing every day, that's for journalists, not people who play with words and emotions, meter and sound, people who create art. That would be maddening! Just entertaining the thoughts in my head is maddening. Much less trying to write every one down. Yes, I have had to forget, turn my back on some masterpieces. I'm sure they were masterpieces. I always say my best works are written in my head. I have many a masterpiece of my own...in my head. And they'll remain there. I'm not original in expressing that. But when I write - I always want it to be my best. Anyone reading my work deserves nothing less. Or I'll own a lot of people a hell of a lot of their precious time back! That I can not afford. My time is valuable. Your time is valuable. Anyone who reads our work, their time is valuable. And I don't think you want to own anyone anything when you write, do you? I don't. I want them to one day buy my work. They owe me, not the opposite way around. Darkness and light dwell together in the poet's soul. Hey, someone's got to pay the bills, Devesh!

[A. Amos]

Smart, sharp write and I love the title. Good job

[Devesh]

Thanks a lot =)

[Lyn Anderson]

An intriguing piece. I would love to know the secret meaning behind your use of the word plaid.

[Devesh]

I imagined that the Devil's Maid wears a blanket( that's what plaid means in gaelic), the fibres being a criss cross of life and death. Thank you for reading and commenting :)

[Lyn Anderson]

That is so clever. Love it.

[Devesh]

Thanks a lot! =)

[Vidya Bacchus]

This is very interesting and well written my friend.Keep on writing :)

[Devesh]

Will do. Thanks :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome :)