Demon's Play

What if,
We break that very lock
of the trapped heavy jammed chest,
and train our inside
to believe in such vast
expansion of the horizon to trust.
Tasting the drops of freedom
As it pours from the sky
Head held high;
yet much grounded,
with the broad trunks
guarding as shields,
and the branches
showing off their organs
like weapons with ease.

Demarking zones for each demon;
seperate
Hence none can create a collision
or come in between pathways.
To operate in order
not in simultaneous fashion
So that we can buy in some time,
for our old negotiation.

Let's sit down,
saving strength
at an unhurried pace.
And for the very first time
hear them ,reason out.
All of the
vengeance
revenge
forbidden
hateful
sinful
dreadful.
Whatever they have for us,
piled up in debris of demolition,
enough to sneeze for
on their occasional demonic celebration.

Lets take them down
one by one,
As they higher their
guilty conscience,
For it took years to build up this
Barricaded fort of patience.

Tell them that you met by an accident
And you know, they are not here to stay
Tell them you fear not anymore
No matter how much they play.
Through years
Their hands have wrinkled,
Their eyes got blurred,
They can't even walk straight,
Hence their story too once woven
Can't run in loop as a bait.

Neither can they hide in you,
Nor will you forcefully confide in them.
The inside is much lit now
Darkness long gone
Alas! their reasoning of the reasons;
never won.
Connecting bridges are blocked;
Untying the parasitic knot.
And the chaotic chain stopped,
As we drowned our own fear clot.


©littlemisssunshine