Liar liar running around
away with whores
on a warm summer night
drinks in a brothel
gossips fill the air
promises are lies
and time has stopped
for the whores, the liar
the demon within
in the brothel they sing
the lady in waiting
had dreaded the land
bloodshed and betrayal
her demon calls her
and calls her
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This was so powerful... wow. I even love the title, lol. Somehow reminded me of Dante's Inferno on speed... Pictured everyone dancing and whirling...
ReplyDelete(Found you through the One Single Impression site... I posted an entry too!).
Keep calling, demon.
ReplyDeleteAn evocative poem.
demons find the cracks. vivid and cogent poem
ReplyDeleteA lot of power in this piece - nicely done!
ReplyDeleteaw...
ReplyDeletehmmm.... d
ako masyado palabasa talaga ng poem..
pero,, hmm..
eto na lng ang masasabi ku..
crunchy ang words and its nice!
The demons do love to call out and try to lure.
ReplyDeleteInteresting read.
@everyone
ReplyDeletethank you so much for your comments!