I, see them waiting, blending into the shadows
I see as they gesture with petulance and malice.
Their fingertips trace trepidation unto my soul
I, knew none could hear a scream that pierced,
probed into the conscience like shards of glass.
Bittersweet and strange feels oh courage which
leaped into rib cage, as though a bird fluttering,
I urge my heart to remain conscious and aware,
implore to build a wall that leaves out madness.
I hear your voice calling from amid the darkness
I, extend out a hand oh and I offered you a smile,
watch as your tears bathe wounds of year passed
I, laugh as you reprimand which echoes as relief,
‘I have learned to battle demons that breathe.’
Photo credits: Kitteh-Pawz – DeviantArt
“One may tolerate a world of demons for the sake of an angel.” – Doctor Who
Posted for Rommy’s Challenge @ Real Toads
&Posted on the Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
You’ve got a very haunting mood going here. It feels very much like a gothic love story.
Awww shucks!❤️ Thank you so much, Rommy 😀 so glad you liked it!❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt!)
I LOVE this line:
Bittersweet and strange feels oh courage which
leaped into rib cage
Thank you so much, De 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Intriguing write Sanaa, luv the mood here
much love…
Thank you so much, Gillena 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
May the last line comes true for us all!
Definitely❤️ thanks for stopping by, Magaly 😀
I agree with Rommy, I can feel the Gothic love story in this poem. I can identify with the last line: ‘I have learned to battle demons that breathe.’
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Wow! This is powerful stuff, especially written in the first person.. such a mesmerizing voice.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
The thin line between love and death… great gothic.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I loved the feeling and actions of this piece. The humanity at the end of the poem resonates.
Thank you so much, Mosk 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
The fragile line between love and madness. Very nice Sanaa
Thank you so much, Debi 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Really like the way you offset the “I” in those lines …. nice write!
Thank you so much, Helen 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Demons that breathe ..may we all overcome them!
Definitely ❤️ thanks for stopping by, Rajani 🙂
Fear enhances our imagination and troubles our inner being. However a hand of friendship mollifies and soothes others as you show so well in this poem Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Robin 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
You capture the sense of growth and learning perfectly – sometimes all we can do is get by breath by breath
Thank you so much, Jae 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Beautifully written, Sanaa. I loved the tone of the poem.
Thank you so much, Purba 🙂 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I view it as the inner demons that scream within…bkm
Thank you so much, Barbara 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
(It could be that)
the poem is very atmospheric…
Thank you so much, Sumana 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Happy Ascension Sunday Sanaa
much love…
Happy Ascension Sunday, Gillena
much love…
I like how you built each phrase to support your power and attach the darkness..
Thank you so much, Humbird 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
“the demons that breathe” .. yes as remarked elsewhere haunting and I’d add lovely
Thank you so much, Pearl 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
A somber and dark read. Well written.
Thank you so much, Beverly 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I can feel that courage, like a bird fluttering in the rib cage. Wonderful!
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Nicely done!
Thank you so much, Annell 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Well we all must learn too fight our own demons! very empowering
Thank you so much, Suyash 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I’m right there with your rib cage.
Thank you so much, Colleen 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
When demons come searching, the sooner they are confronted – the better. Another great write, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Wendy 😀 so good to see you ❤️