Durbar Of Devils: A Poetry

As moon glows high, shadows unforgiving arise...

In the deep twilight the devils sing,
In naked trance so quite deep...

Their navels bare and untouched,
Dancing to the rhythms...

Deep sighs arising from the onlookers,
Cajoling together in the bustle...

To get a look at the wrentched souls,
Dancing like monkeys driven...

The heart desires deep sometimes,
A certain look at those ravines...

The hidden jewels covered,
The forged truth within...

But we quite forget,
That we transgress...

In taking what hath,
Not been possessed...

Of us nor of them,
Yet we take....

For the durbar of devils,
Everything is halal...

So it is,
For most
Unwise.

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