Monsters Lurk

Monsters lurk within the depths of my soul, while fueling my primitive urges. And lacking substance, they are but shadows, thus invisible; and invincible. They dwell somewhere between sane and insane, on the far fringes of reality. And breaching my defenses, they break free, causing turmoil and havoc in my life. Fear's their accomplice: an effective shield, ensuring their movements are well concealed. And pushing where there's the least resistance, they distort who I am and how I feel. They work to taint my soul with hate and greed: gnawing away at the concept of fair. And connive, to twist the truth out of shape, till whatever feels good: starts to feel right. But when I detect them, they flee inside, where they are temporarily restrained. Since I can not free my inner demons, I must insist that they stay locked away.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Gauthier Avatar
May 26, 2018 at 7:28 PM
Well penned, Emile.
Nau Avatar
November 2, 2015 at 12:18 PM
UHHHH! Excellent! ACTUAL Blank Verse with correct syllable count, wonderful images & plot. Here is the nightmare within and waging war against the monsters we hold at bay (or try). This is a 7 (and I don't hand those out easily or it wouldn't mean anything). Superb.
Nau Avatar
November 2, 2015 at 6:25 PM
You are in no one's debt for sharing your gift! If anything, we are in your debt for the Sharing. We are all richer people whenever art is made available. . . As it MUST be.
Pinet Avatar
November 2, 2015 at 6:08 PM
Edlynn, once again I am in your debt, thank you. Emile.
A  Avatar
October 14, 2015 at 10:25 PM
Emile, Congratulations on your awesome win. SKAT :)
Pinet Avatar
October 15, 2015 at 9:32 AM
Thanks SKAT, I appreciate your comments. Emile.
A. Sharma Avatar
October 13, 2015 at 11:51 PM
Wonderful take on the theme Emile with this superb winning write! Big congrats!
Pinet Avatar
October 14, 2015 at 10:31 AM
Thanks Upma, I appreciate your comments, you are one of my biggest supporters. Emile.
Tor Avatar
October 13, 2015 at 4:46 PM
Human beings are capable of the most heinous crimes. The monsters are within some of us that release them from within. Congratulations Emile! On your Win!
Pinet Avatar
October 14, 2015 at 10:32 AM
Thanks Michael, I appreciate your unwavering support and comments. Emile.
Ryerson Avatar
October 13, 2015 at 4:33 PM
Oh how true this is Emile and Poe was absolutely right...Interesting that the only monster you mention by name is 'Fear' which really hits the mark because in my opinion, EVERY inner monster and all evil that results comes from that single one...GREAT write and congratulations - Tim
Pinet Avatar
October 14, 2015 at 10:33 AM
Thanks Tim, I appreciate your insightful comments. Emile.
Cheema Avatar
October 13, 2015 at 11:41 AM
Most of us are locking them in our stronghold! Wonder if anyone has let them go?
Pinet Avatar
October 14, 2015 at 10:34 AM
Thanks Balveen, I appreciate your comments. Emile.
Muideen Avatar
September 22, 2015 at 6:06 AM
What a very touched poem, I love your insightful write.... You're such a genius writer. Those monster can not be chased away as you described it they can be suppressed with good mood and hope. Your flow smoothly within the readers mind and sense. A very brilliant and eloquent piece, hope to see this in the winner list......stay blessed........A.M.
Pinet Avatar
September 22, 2015 at 8:08 AM
Thanks so much Afolabi, your friendly comments are much appreciated. Emile.
Tor Avatar
September 21, 2015 at 3:19 PM
Excellent Emile. Very clever and real. This will do well in the contest. Great write!
Pinet Avatar
September 21, 2015 at 4:19 PM
Thanks Michael, I appreciate your friendly comments. Emile.
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