The Devil Inside

Sometimes I can sense,
the Devil that resides in me.
It is wicked, it is evil, but natural.
It lacks morality, but fills up for mine.
 
I can hear him,
when the silence is too loud.
It creeps in my Hypnagogia.
Now I have stopped resisting,
as it has faith in me,
because I have come to lose mine.

It shadows me in the Sun,
It holds me in the Night.
It has a mark of its presence,
for I can relate it with my absence.

It mirrors me when I want to sleep.
It takes over me when I don’t watch.
It is the righteousness of the Devil,
that makes me do wrong,
or is it just the consequence
of my subjugation.

Now I can see the darkness in the light,
cause it makes me go blind.
I can see the visions,
which are out of everyone’s sight.
Sometimes I wonder is it just me,
or everyone owes him half a side.

~Geet Dhillon
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Geet Dhillon

A teacher, web designer & developer by profession, I take up work as a freelancer and help people set up their business online. I am also a travel enthusiast who happens to express himself through writing and art. I believe this world is full of stories and we are all storytellers. I love to promote artists and writers. If you feel its worth a try, let the writer in you run wild. Submit your work to me and I shall let the world know what you are upto. Join me in my endeavor to paint the world with art & words.
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