Demon

Sun was drawing down to the skyline
Coloring high mountain peaks with flame.
In a shimmering of opal blood shine
Daily Vision read his cruel blame.

Weaving the cloak of frustration,
Darkness shrouded world with purple shades.
Overseen the solar shining fades
Demon plunging deep in meditation.

With no blink he said farewell to lighting,
Getting his three-fingers wrists in bound.
Slowly took the nearest hill in sighting,
And with only sorrow looked around.

On the wind they trembling in a quite
Curls of yours as black as crows wing.
Why you came this way, what made you fling?
Was it yours escape from grief to try it?

What the reason you alone were here
In these twilight hour before the night?
Why did mask of outward calm appear?
What your eyes of abyss tried to hide?

Did you suffer from internal fire
Of uncertainty: Who was thy Lord?
Were you faithless son of Chaos horde
Or eternal Heavens exile.

May be you were thinking on those people,
Always looked for nasty devils' horn
While destroying brothers lives as simple
As being those who seed the evils' torn.

Or perhaps forgotten hope was summoned:
You remembered lane with roses white,
Lovely ringlet purely gold and light,
And desired cheer touch of someone.

Or you sit in thoughts without fear
Lonely watching sun was getting low
Cause you know the solemn hour is near,
As predicted many years ago.

Since it's far beyond the clouds glacial,
Where in darkness Galaxy spread bars,
Sword as bright as thousands of stars
Inexorably unsheathed grey-eyed Angel.
(2017)


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