Dark and light collide with such a force
It casts a light on the dark side of the moon
Exposing demons playing with angels
The city that never sleeps in craters deep
Hiding from the eyes that control their lives
One above, the other below
Playing in the middle are souls
Tired of following in tow
Letting go
Ax
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Demons are playing with angels. I agree with everyone above. Amazing mind and talented writer you are my friend. π
appreciate that Charlie, very kind of you to say.
You are welcome my friend. π
each one in this series offers a different view into your mind and I am loving it. This one had a haunting beauty and some truly spectacular lines! π
Thank you again xxxxxx
You’re welcome π
So cosmic and I love this atmosphere in poem. beautiful love always ππΉ
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Can we get another poem just with the demons playing with angels, A? That’s if you take requests… π
Damn. My first ever challenge. I accept πβ€οΈ
Should I write one, too? π
Let’s do one together. Yes? I’ve already started. I’ll email you the beginning. Cool? Ha, I’m taking over like a fool. You can say noπ
Sure! How do you email me?
Damn. May I have email or send me a hi Antony.ros.2015@gmail
I’ll send first once you reply I’m doing it again huh? Sorry
‘Demons playing with Angels’ – love that line, mate. Great poem π
Oh my goodness. That’s crazy. I was just going to type the same comment. I love the visual of demons playing with angels…
Can’t help great taste π
Can’t π
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