The last few years of my life have been
so queer, the angels gave me rest,
and the demons took me near.
I find only a few,
people of my breed,
friends, when in need,
my fate leads,
[Note : The poem kind of like the poetry type Nonet, only in reverse order
A nonet has, say 9 syllables in 9th line, 8 in 8th line, and so on.
This is reversed. 9th line has one syllable, 8th has two, and so on.
So I am taking my liberty to call this a reverse nonet :P ]