Demon

By Surya Suresh

The fire danced with a bright red flame,

And the night was dark and brooding.

She opened the doors to her new room,

To see the bright light of a dancing fire.

What a day it was, thought she in her head,

To meet the demon of the night realm.

Eyes as bloody as the crimson moon,

Claws as sharp as the rice sickles.

Teeth as white as the sea foam,

Roaring in her face as she lay down in fear.

Why do you come here, did ask he,

Down to my realm of the seven nights.

Her voice was trapped in the hollow of her mouth,

But she gathered her strength and said so.

I come in search for a place to stay,

Please don’t send me back to my misery.

A loud laugh was heard as he swayed,

Twisting and turning as the willow tree.

It is strange that a woman such as yourself,

Will come to the demon for a place to stay.

Don’t you have your gods, woman!

To help you in your way to eternity.

My gods have forsaken me now, said she ,

They are out there to take my life.

What did you do so evil, asked he,

To make your gods turn against you?

I refused to obey to their whimsical commands,

That went against my core as a woman.

I will never bow down to hatred of my gender,

That is why I have come to your realm.

Very well, said the demon, I will let you stay,

But what made you think I was any different.

It is always the good ones who are unable,

The ones who are said to be bad are not.

You may not be a nice or pure being,

But you do not keep your evil hidden in.

Well then, said the demon of the night realm,

Welcome to hell! This is now your home.

As she lay in her bed in her new room,

She wondered how her life will be from now.

At least I can sleep peacefully tonight,

Without the worry of the fake gods.

By Surya Suresh