Thompson Emate Poet Free verse

Bad Habit

It hides deep within us,  
A stranger lurking behind a veil,
It emerges at will, seizing the moment,  
We become mere puppets on strings.  
It’s the night that encroaches upon the day,  
A dusk that awakens its hidden elements.


December 27, 2024.

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Terry Miller December 31, 2024 at 1:18 AM Great poem, congratulations Thompson Emate January 2, 2025 at 5:29 AM Thank you, Terry. I'm honoured.

Line Gauthier December 30, 2024 at 7:17 PM L6 seems to hinder the flow a bit... The word elements is surprising or not so poetic... or perhaps even removing ITS helps the flow: "A dusk that awakens hidden elements." Thompson Emate January 2, 2025 at 5:28 AM Thank you, Line, for the constructive comments. I appreciate it a lot. It's an honour.