Sunday, 19 July 2015

Demons of the night

The dawn sets,
the blue sky turns,
into orange yellow,
as the sun sinks,
deeper and deeper
into slumber

The moon rises,
the cool winds brings,
the peace and calmness,
relaxing tired mind and body

I rest on my bed,
beginning to dream,
a beautiful future
perfect and colourful
fading as the dawn set

Tonight is no different,
as I rest on my bed,
waiting for demons
feeding my mind
to run away,
faraway to their underworld

The demons wander
around my soul,
like the scavengers,
of the dead,
raping my spirit
of contentment and happiness

My eyes are open,
it's almost dawn,
everyone is fast asleep,
my  heart is trembling,
praying almighty
seeking his blessings,
listing to his hymns
begging him to free me
from the clutches
of demons called fear



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