Den Of Demonic Dragon

Den of destruction is far away from us,
The rigours of its interior are like a mansion house.
The map shows our blunders, far too costly
For we can not arrive so early at the tomb.
A toolbox is required, for to angrily state necessities
Is far too costly, the dragons of demons are near.
We ask for a maple leaf to indicate peace
To the dragon of demons, an evil work of art.
Archangels are the arbiters of our smooth journey
To the centre of this flat world.
Archeology is asked for, the dragon is dead,
For we found its head in the middle of a mountain.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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