Fears Poem by Valsa George
Fears
They come,
like hooded serpents from dark holes
with venom in their fangs
ready to snap at.
Like,
Monsters from roaring seas
that rest on the sands
as boulders on a low - lying ledge
Or,
Vampires hurtling down
to suck the blood in the dark
with their outgrown canine teeth
They are,
Wasps swarming around
like embers from a furnace
with poisonous stings, hiding in their tails.
Living with them
is like getting enclosed in a blind alley
pacing forward and rushing backward,
seeing the gates fastened tight with iron shutters
or being chased after
by an elephant on rampage.
Never succumb, but defend the onslaught
for your arch enemy sure shall
shred you to pieces,
if let to be subdued………
Our minds are the monsters aren't they... they fill us with all of these dreadful mares and why is it always after the sun is set that we are filled with thoughts? ....great piece...tyvm karen
so true... we truly underestimate the power of our thoughts... they can both drown us or uplift us
Fear is a necessary human emotion as it triggers the fight or flight response which is essential for our survival, but so often our fears are unfounded and can get out of control, then they become demons. Great write.
They come, like hooded serpents from dark holes with venom in their fangs ready to snap at......an attractive inscription and fascinating beginning. This poem ia so beautiful as per title. Visited time and again. Five stars.
A brilliant expression you have made on fears, dear madam. The beginning lines are more sharper than the fears. A strong felling is found in concluding stanza about how to subdue. Nice penmanship. I appreciate the way of presentation.10
Fear is such an overwhelming emotion that can hurt and destroy our peace of mind, this is so brilliantly written with awesome imagery!
History of human civilization reveals that fears changed the complexions of the world. Fears are usually the creation of a guilty conscience. When we make some wrong to someone we always remain afraid of his reactions, even his good deeds appear as misdeeds to us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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It is a serpent that bites its own body! Fear is something we can't avoid in all stages of our life, but we can overcome it! very good poem!