Angels and Demons
Arzu Sharma
Cincinnati, OH
Thee belief born distrust
And mine shall outburst
The warmth of lights
The chill of sights
Delighted face, holy being
Frightening, an awful thing
They plunged into fights.
Calling thee right
Alarming fights
Ah! Love and light
Painful despite
Devastating respite
All the sounds in silence
Shall thee honoring violence
Beatific power mighty appears
Devils mourn and disappears
The world is holy.
This won’t be solely.
Too deep in the fight
Twinkling the day at night
Like angelic
Alike sadistic
Their soldiers subdue love
The war stops, now what?
End