Owl Poetry & Prose

Demons Today

Today the demons

They are at bay

On many nights they oft come out to play

Plaguing one’s thoughts, toying with pain

Driving in staves that words cannot say

A song sung here, a solo played there

A tingling of memories, a rushing of grief

Bone crushing, gut wrenching, heart pounding, soul stinging

And then nothing

The night winds whistle, the papers in the bin rustle

Yet there’s light pouring in from the street

Cars tail lights sweeping as they creep

Nights are tough when one is left to one’s devices

When thoughts are worse than one’s vices

 

Meet Lilanka
“what is meant to be comes about of what one does”.
An eclectic personality with a penchant for creativity, Lilanka is an old soul who loves life, laughter and stepping off the beaten track. She finds joy in nature, travelling and venting her existential frustrations via her writing while calming her body with food and her soul with music. Her motto is – “what is meant to be comes about of what one does”.
A collection of eclectic expressions from life according to Lilanka Botejue. From her creative outbursts and passionate views to her love for nature, food, music and archaeology, Owl Muses is an attempt to capture these moments in time.
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