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God Over Wicked Shadows

God over Inhumans

Before you walk into dark

Before you offer them soul

Hear the story

The story

Of real one I face

The story

That trembles the soul


The story

Which begins at night

Where all the shadows reunite


When mind tells you to run away

But apparition wants you to stay



One cold starless night

The sons of hell glide

And fill the empty rooms wide

With deep darkness aside


I heard the thunder growl

And the night howl

The rolling of leaves

Over the ground

With the voice of conscience around


Now the strange smell

Covered the entire cell

As the offspring of abyss dwell

They dread the dark

With the army of hell


Suddenly a bird came to my window

And turned my room icy cold


I saw something moving to and fro

As the breeze from window slit

Come and go


My eyes begins to see

The non white shadow

Lurking at the corner

Murmuring with the mouth

I’m struggling to see


I thought it as my sister

But the door was locked from inside


I slowly rolled my eyes around

As the bird jumped into the room

And started to roam on the ground


I thought it as a coincidence

But the window was locked from inside


I saw the long hair

But not the face

With the silence everywhere


The shadows came to me

They sit by my side

And whispered dreadful things

About pain

And wounded grain

About offerings again and again


I cried

For my saviour

As I don’t know

Where to hide


Now I’m the prey

They lusts to taste


They offer me wealth

And health

The power and strength

To beat fire and wind


They keep on hushing


One of them said

To shower me with all the worldly pleasures

The another one added

Immortality



I tell them not to lie

As I would gladly die

I would sail away with the sea

Just by being me


I don’t want to be their slaves

Even if I’m afraid of terror waves


So I tell them to leave me alone

Without touching my flesh and bone


In the blink of an eye they fade

I tired to recall

The conversations we had


The next morning

Lilly flowers from the backyard

Were drenched with death

And sky being still red

The ground filled with Raven’s death


The memories from last night

Just vanished

All I remember was my saviour

Being my shield

All my deep and dark wounds

Down to my heart was healed

- Srushti Gamit

Voice of God

"Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes."


"But the Lord is faithful, and he will strengthen you and protect you from the evil one."


"Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standing firm in the faith, because you know that the family of believers throughout the world is undergoing the same kind of sufferings."

© 2021 Srushti Gamit

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