Sea o’ Feel

Threshold by Lyia Meta

A struggle of consciousness opposing temptation
war of wits and will against tendencies and desires
Strafed by powerful gales of passion and emotion
of mind versus body versus soul; a flaming fire

Ascending the heights of elation of awareness
but being decidedly pulled down by deviation
The enemies within are brazen with madness
knowing not decorum, dignity nor consternation

Straddled along by the charms of pleasures
so magnifying, their enticement and allure
Somehow my conscience opt for measures
to try to live a life that’s receptively pure

I hunker down in dismay; my head lowly bent
knowing that the road would be a long one
Loads of battles to fight and of time spent
still I am perched precariously not having won

Before I could grasp and gasp a breath of air
I am faced with another enemy within, striking
It’s downright acute, I have to battle despair
for it gorges from within, aching and irking

Just as I’ve overcome it, seducing avarice arise
smacking me in my gut and devouring my brain
Somehow it’s all so expected; no not a surprise
as I know the battles are endless; so is the strain

Vengeance lurks in the corner poised to strike
just waiting for my guard to be unwittingly down
It lies waiting in ambush like a mean ferocious pike
sporting a sly smirk, chilling grin and mean frown

Not too far away jealousy and envy wade
in a pool of treachery and ruthless ambition
In cahoots, is the darkness of brawny hate
digging in and steadfast in utter convolution

The battles wage on; each day becoming harder
they plunder my dignity, faith, hope and kindness
It’s saddening knowing there’s no end; I shudder
but I shall fight on; against all these ruthlessness

Author: J. Sam Barr

Greetings from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.

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