The Devil Poem by Ashwini Dey

A unknown, unwanted aspect of me,
a pitch dark space as deep as sea,
the peircing cry of a broken heart,
creeping down to tear me apart....

Full of aggression, regression,
the indestructible creation,
is the shadow raising parallel to me,
high up in dark, which you cant see....

I feel the pain, and the scrotching heat,
of the raising flame and the burning sheet,
anger, jelousy, hatred and all,
empowers it and makes me fall....

But then too, its a part of me,
I want it to leave and set me free,
its a inhuman human, that I see,
my dark side more powerfull than me....