The Haunting

The Haunting

A Poem by AveTN
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The dark side of our nature, our personality, can sometimes control us. Sometimes we give in to our weaknesses, sometimes we give them too much power. Everybody struggles with something.

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In the dark of night she waits,

Her prey completely unaware.

In the form of dreams she plants her bait,

Attacking with the Sun’s early glare.

 

In the light of day she is there

Hidden in the corners of the mind.

Unseen by any human stare,

As if those watching were blind.

 

Hate and love coincide,

This spirit of mine she haunts.

Destroying and yet giving life,

Manipulating my every want.

 

Through the burden of life she looms,

Accompanying every emotion.

Whether its joy, anger, or gloom,

The cure is her lethal potion.

 

Like a loyal enemy she is,

Or perhaps a treacherous friend.

Whenever gone she is greatly missed,

On her have I learned to depend.

 

In sorrow or joy she is there,

Her ghastly presence a form of stalking.

She has stripped my miserable life bare,

An episode to be called The Haunting. 

© 2014 AveTN


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In sorrow or joy she is there,
Her ghastly presence a form of stalking.
She has stripped my miserable life bare,
An episode to be called The Haunting. 


This is superb piece of writing and deeply honest, thank you for sharing words of wisdom with complete references from the holy book. 

Posted 7 Years Ago



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