here i write my experience with a demon some time ago using the poets pen(if i can call myself that ). Do not worry dear reader, they are not real and my mind fed something i was craving for.
professionals in the house, i need this poem criticized. recommendations are welcomed

In the mid of the night, weary and tired;
ought to yield to my weakening flesh's desire,
But i must not fall to sleep, much work to do,
Oh slumbering eyes! Do not fail me tonight too,
Dear Mind, Steer me away from this black hole

With the might of my will, i fought but;
My flesh was strong and lo, my mind lost.
Slowly i dazed Into a universe of darkness
Snared in a cross of death and wakefulness
Time and space; death bred and life engraved

My soul grew heavy, the earth layed on me.
My body layed still, my mind wondered free
sight was borne, no sense of the hours
Slowy My feet felt soft feathery flowers
I sensed the gaze of creeping animate being

With fright, stretched i- my sight to distant site
Blurred vision; caught the bod of an animate being
The dwarfing space pulled me within its reach
An eerie feminine figure; proud body line, lusty smile
The Hot daemon lit up flames of lust, yes. Why lie?

She striped my clothing and we danced naked
Like pollens in the wind, i cared not if i sinned
"Haul me tight, like the sun does the earth"

Gentle strokes from her lips made my phallus leep
Spilling my seed, deep into the abyss between her hips
i shut my eyes, sinking deep into her as i cried to ectasy
“Yes, yes, - uh yes, yes this is it”.
The darkness faded, so did ectasy. Now sight was born
"Forever Lay with me", she whispered to my ear

"My thoughts were well read my dear"
"Shall i show you your son?" she moaned.
"Son? Do tell, by who was he born?"
She traced her hand down my abs,
Reached for my member, dug deep into my flesh

She fetched - a being, Human like, masculine,
Tail of a beast, with a gaze of a wolf
My heart yelled like a bass drum
Her galactic smile grew dimmer - dimmer.


From the corner of my eyes, dimension withered away
Roses flaked, stealing the air- choking my lungs
I layed upon dark bristle rocks poking my bones
My blood crept through my veins
Like a gnawing animal; hiding from the hungry gaze
Of a feline who lay still, lying about its aim.

You're indeed a poet

do u need deliverance