So, this is just a miscellaneous poem I wrote up in about 30 minutes. If you have any critiques, feel free to message me or review this work.
Passing through a town most dreary,
I fell upon a poignant query,
“What happened here,” I quietly mused.
“To leave a town oh so disused?”
The walls were cracked
And the roofs so weathered.
The animals were roaming, completely untethered.
The rain began, so hide I did,
In a dilapidated house in the village mid.
I opened the door, creaky and eerie.
From walking so long, my muscles were weary.
I needed to sleep, so upstairs I went,
To find some refuge in a quilted tent.
I fell asleep to the sound of rain,
Clattering upon the tilted plane.
When I awoke, oh what shock!
To find myself tied to a rock!
I heard a chanting, quiet and vain,
Worshiping an angel’s bane.
“Demon demon, upon The Wall,
We so did find another thrall.
A traveler sleeping in one of our beds,
An intruder who will soon be dead.”
An intruder, me?
“The house was empty!” I loudly plead.
They do not hear, they only chant.
In the corner or the room, I see a neglected plant.
“Do you wish to escape?”
“Of course!” I say.
“Give me your blood and on the 13th day,
You will be forced to give me away.
Everything given will be revoked,
And your floor will be dark and soaked.
All you need to do is loudly spit,
And your soul will be forever forfeit.”
And so I did and to my surprise,
The potted plant grew to a tremendous size.
“Demon, demon!” “Right you are!
I am the demon, Uravitar!
Granter of Desire,
Weed of Deals,
Now, puny mortal, to me you will kneel!”
Uravitar lent me the potted plant,
And wishes were granted whenever I did chant.
“Demon demon, grant me my wish,
I wish for gold, to make me rich!”
Gold it gave and a kingdom I built,
But I knew that soon, I must pay the bill.
On the 13th day, I began to weep,
For the price of my kingdom was all too steep.
“At least I have a legacy I will leave behind.”
But then, at Midnight, to my surprise,
All of my kingdom faded before me.
Uravitar had his due, damned be he!
He collected my soul and off we went,
A double-horned demon and a good-meaning gent.