Friday, 4 November 2011

Demons

Demons

They tear your skin,
They burn your soul,
They torment you from deep within.

They lay in wait,
They all stand still,
They wait quite patiently until...

You close your eyes,
You take one blink,
The moment you forget to think.

They dance around,
They come alive,
They flit like bees around the hive.

They move as fast
As any hare,
But only when you're unaware.

And as they plan,
They belch and fart,
The gases drifting towards your heart.

They poison you
From deep inside,
They make you want to run and hide.

And when you stir
From gentle snooze,
You feel as though you're all one bruise.

The demons rest
Upon your skin,
But still their curses haunt within.


By Oli Reynolds

8 comments:

  1. i really like it!!!
    its really descriptive
    its really good!!!

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  2. good poem.Nice rhyme.

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  3. Very cool and it makes me think about hell.

    I love the way that you show mainly what the demons do than their description

    *_* "_"

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  4. I like this poem because it is very descriptive
    :)

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  5. Very creative and supreme.
    I enjoy the way you wrote this

    From Jack Alves

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  6. I REALLY LIKE YOUR POEM OLLY

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  7. A very mind provoking poem. Excellent

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