Oh my demons

Oh my demons

Oh beautiful demons!
How concealing thou art with thy vileness.
Noon shadows harbours thee with its diminutive grace.
As ye lurk in the nonexistence to astound the trust ye embrace.

Oh crafty demons!
Who seedeth thee to torture these serene endings?
Thou hideth thyself in the beginning to lure thoughts of humility.
And now, thou shaketh against winds that dispersed thy splendor for thy eligibility.

Oh devilish demons!
Armageddon befalls me in thy reign.
Thou watched in derision as i built in light a clay of my image.
And thou hath poisoned the mind of my labor like the serpent in the adage.

Oh my demons!