Am I slayer of your demons?
Or the slayer of your dreams?
In the realms of brimstone fire
Nothing ever as it seems
Am I servant to a devil?
Am I something more divine?
Am I something in the middle?
Do I tread a fragile line?
As I move amongst the fire
As I tread across the flame
Could it be I’m just a player
In a larger cosmic game?
The answers never present
But within, somehow, I feel
The only thing to count on
Cold and unrelenting steel
You brought the brimstone with you on this brother! Walking the line between good and evil in tantalizing verse. The steel sounds like it is in your veins as well as the sword. Well done bro, very well done.
This poem was right up my alley – mentions of dreams and fire and other realms, fantastic! 🔥 You are prolifically writing such amazing material ❤️ love it! 😍
Thank you, m’lady. So very glad you enjoyed it, and very very glad to see you. welcome back! 💓
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Thank you, Stephanie! Very glad you liked it! I’ve been feeling a bit “edgier” these days, no pun intended lol
Thanks, Stephanie. I don;t consider myself a strong writer, or a writer at all really, but if I have any strength at all in it, I think it’s the darker stuff.
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Nice poem btw when I read ‘ am i slayer of your demon ‘ it reminded me of Anime ‘Demon Slayer ‘ 😂
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