The Angel & The Devil

The Angel-
The face of shear beauty cannot be compared,
Would burn the eyes of one to look if dared.
Truly you must see this being so bright and vivid,
All emotions are cast away whether cheerless or livid.
The eyes that one can stare into and see,
This being inside full of true beauty.
Naysayers shall never know the truth,
But I for one can show the proof.
Breathe in deeply from thy pharynx,
The voice of Heaven itself within it's larynx.
The radiance of it's tender smile,
Will surely last with you more than a while.
Yet the concept of angels may be much to conceive,
I for one am one to believe.

The Devil-
He sits alone with his sins,
He is not one who usually not grins.
Torn away at by his emotions,
He cannot bear his true devotions.
His feelings turn him sour and pale,
And with his torn heart he does ail.
Touches anything and it turns to ruin,
But all of this will be his own do in.
He torments himself with his thoughts,
It will reduce him to his naughts.
He can blame none but himself,
He would be rich if pain was wealth.
Alas he will refrain his emotions heretofore,
So he will feel nevermore.