The Devil in me

What a beautiful, calm night

Can’t be more peaceful than this

Whoever said the night is sinister

Should be shot in broad daylight

Wait! The devils are coming

But not to torment my mind

They want to play with me, tease me

To kick the mind out and occupy that space

For once the devils are welcome

I’ve also become one

I’ve heard only of devil women

What about a devil man?

A lone scooter stutters thru the roads

A car hurriedly scoots towards home

I want to terrorize them off the road

For disturbing my devilish thoughts

The slow sips are playing on my mind

The glass is tipsy in one hand

The fingers burning in the other

Not willing to let go off the fully burnt butt

The impish breeze is trying to trick the heart

Into a tussle with the mind that’s braced up

I want to see who wins this battle

The mind’s devils or the heart’s angels?

The glass is dry, so is the throat

Fingers burn, charring the hallucinations

Dousing the mind and the heart

Tranquilizing them into a dreamless sleep