The Demons of my Times

The Demons of my Times,
Stare unflinchingly into
the glint of my eyes.
Will they ever be buried
and rest in peace – I wonder?
Exorcised from my past -
the Demons of my yesterday
by the Demons of my today
to create the Demons for my tomorrow.
Exorcised I am -
from my ashes burnt in a fire yesterday -
Embers of which are stoked,
by the bellows of today’s dank air,
to kindle my ashes to a blaze
due to be burnt on tomorrow’s pyre.
And from the ashes may rise
my Phoenix soaring above the flame
undauntedly breaking away from
Physical boundaries of Space and Time -
Shining pure in a Timeless dimension…

07 May ’07

Monday, May 7th, 2007 | Filed in Blog



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