Dancing DemonsA Story by LastSkywalkerA poem I wrote one night as a teenager that was inspired by a psycho bat flying in to my room and the crazy process it took to get the poor guy out. Edit: Written at 13. I am now 29.When the sun is gone and day is done, the fun has only just begun. With the day retreats the light, and soon the demons all take flight. Past my window they beat their wings, and oh what sorrowful songs they sing. The sweet melodies fill my mind, and soon their stories begin to unwind. Tales unfold of the broken heart, but before it does the dancing starts. Round and round they circle the moon, and soon they begin to enter my room. In and out they fly at will, with a great and unmatched skill. And all trought the night I lay and listen, all the while the moonlight glistens. But all good thing must come to an end, and soon the light begins to bend. Beautiful dark gives way to light, and so ends this glorious night. I stare and sigh at the rising sun, as it banishes my fun. And then a single bat flies by, a singluar demon in the sky. He hums his tune loud and clear, as if to tell me do not fear. For when the sun is gone and day is done, the fun will have only just begun.
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3 Reviews Added on August 21, 2020 Last Updated on November 14, 2020 Tags: poem, dark poetry, based on real event, old AuthorLastSkywalkerDerry, NHAboutThere isn't anything special about me that is worth typing out on a website bio what I can say this. I used to write all the time every day random poems anything I thought of... and then life happened.. more..Writing
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