Etched Souls

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Once a few children stumbled upon a scene

where a man was meditating under a tree

surrounded by women of different ages

that danced, talked, and laughed happily.

A pot was shattered, and a stream would flow

fallen amber leaves underneath that glow

a sense of comfort and joy that exists

as an illusion of temptation that man resists.

Someone lurked beneath the surface

watching the man still sitting in peace

furious at the nothingness that unfolds

scares the children with what beholds.

This joy is lost as it turns to dust

in screams and howls of anguish

the shades of yellow around them vanish

like the falling leaves with the wind that carries them.

Turbulent skies and treacherous waves

strike violently as the storm ranges on

throwing lightning and thunder at the man

still unfazed even by the fire shower.

In the eye of the storm lies an army

waving the sticks of fire, ready for battle

lines of soldiers against just one man

their flags held high with shimmers of fire.

The lurking figure hides behind the soldiers

that now shoot the arrows of dazzling fire

remain undefeated by the man as the arrows

turns into flower petals that fall to the ground.

The lurking figure now works alone

watching the man overcome all the challenges

thrown at him, now sits as face to face

In hopes of finally conquering him somehow.

Afraid of his focus and composure

that couldn't be attacked by this figure

fails miserably yet again and starts to give in

to the fear of this peaceful man.

What the children don't see is that

the lurking figure in front of them

is none other than the demon that

resides in this peaceful man's soul.

The demon that tries to take over

the man's peace and composure

and wishes to seek glory but failed

at achieving what it desired the most.

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blaringlights

The internal fights we have with ourselves can be quite challenging, it tests our composure, patience, and self-control. What makes some people more vital than others is having a calm composure, self restrain, and discipline to deal with this in a more mature way instead of reacting quite rashly. So from now on whatever happens, let it be an internal or external fight or battle, just take some time to properly analyze things before reacting rashly and creating a mess out of things.

This poem was something I had made for an assignment. We were asked to watch the video that is attached above and share the observations we've made in the form of a poem or essay.

Please watch the video placed above for references mentioned in the poem.

To no one's surprise, I went ahead with a poem and the process of getting it done was very satisfying. 

Trying to capture everything I saw was a bit of a hassle but it was worth it. The way they've explained the concept of greed, temptation, self-control, and discipline with selected audio, visuals, and metaphors in this video was nicely done and hooked me.

Also long time no see guys, sorry for not updating sooner. Work has been a pain and  I haven't had the motivation to edit my drafts for quite a while but from now on, I'll be sure to keep updating as much I can.