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254 · Jan 16
The Demon Within
Stifin Jan 16
A pulse of darkness sleeping within,
Beyond the light, it's secret twin.
He who's sleeping all this time,
Awakes now, rising in his prime.
A shadow with horns, humming along,
So gentle, yet why does it feel wrong?
An aura so ominous it gives shivers,
So strong that even light withers.

It's the demon inside me, shrieking!
I can feel it rising, giving me power.
My heart is charging, it's striving!
The light is losing, it got devoured!
Those virtuous moments all forgotten,
In a single pump of the devil's deceit.
Look how your reality begins to rotten,
This is what it wants, evil is in heat.

A reflection, I saw my eye so beautiful
That eye of pure deception, how powerful.
I have absolute freedom, this is my peak,
Is this really the world? I see it so weak.
There's so many pawns in the game,
How exciting! I'll burn them all into flames!
So the story of this poem is your evil side taking control over you. On the 1st stanza, it's a introduction of what is the subject which is the demon, the 2nd stanza is about revealing the demon inside you, lastly 3rd stanza is a reflection of what is inside you, and how you see the world through that.

So the stanza represents the mind, spirit, and body. I'm gonna keep make poems like this with some story in it like the other poems I made. I want to practice more and improve.

I hope you like it!!๐ŸŒบ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ˜–
206 · Jan 13
"Cry of Goodbye"
Stifin Jan 13
In my final moments ticking by,
I like to be in a place
With a beautiful night sky;
With my family seeing my face,
Smiling saying one last goodbye.
Pleace be ready to embrace
All of us with the saddest cry.
A poem about you in your deathbed. I like this poem it's short but emotional!!๐ŸŒบ๐Ÿฆ‹
110 · Jan 11
"Chaos of Serenity"
Stifin Jan 11
How beautiful can it be?
The chaos of oddyssey,
That I thought was a misery,
Turns out to end in serenity.
When It all started within me,
To where I thought I was free.

A silhouette inside me who brings bliss.
It whispered saying, "join me in the abyss."
What harm can it do, so I agree,
It's fun and beautiful, like a fantasy.
I wish this could not end,
"It won't" said the silhouette friend.
Suddenly, my reality, it's burning!
As if my life is decending.

Someone save me, please!
My reality is not at ease,
I'm stuck at this disease.
Help is what I seize,
Look, i'm down to my knees,
Begging to exceed.

Is my shadow talking to me?
He brings a monster so scary.
It attack and demanded,
My comfort and joy, I handed,
It smiled and stop, he finally fade.
Why such sacrifice must be made?
The monster left me in peace,
Giving me life that I please.

How beautiful can it be?
So this is what they call reality.
A journey that you must see,
Where you practice vulnerability.
Embracing your tranquility,
The true path of serenity.
I made this poem with some story and transition. I'm practicing this kind of poems, I would like to make more like it in the future. I love this poem๐Ÿฅฐ๐ŸŒบ๐Ÿฆ‹
61 · Jan 11
"The Wise Fool"
Stifin Jan 11
My chaotic soul, that war it seize,
It craves just to end with peace.
A heart so soft, yet full of anarchy,
Mind of a wise, but loves insanity.
Will there be someone like me?
A soldier who fights as it please.

I long to be remembered, by great wisdom,
Sharing my story, a tale of freedom.
A soldier who fights with army dreamers,
Whom I guided, making them believers.
How truly beautiful can it all be?
To come back and see, my beautiful history.

Telling a joke in the midst of raging chaos,
Ha! My smile stands strong as it cross.
Humor, that brings joy in catastrophe,
This is what I am, my life's symphony.
I've become the best of my true self,
And I hope that my story can be your help.
I have fun making this!! It's also metaphorical, introspection and some wisdom. I wanna make more like this
59 · Jan 31
"The Mirror's Lie"
Stifin Jan 31
A fragile glass of reflection,
I stand still watching it echo.
It shows a face being allegro.
He knows our presense very well,
That we have inevitable connection.

How could my face look?
Ohh! Such a innocent book.
Clean eyes, eye brows are high,
A gentle surface of beauty,
Is the heart express such purity?

Yet still, the mirror is a lie
How could you look inside?
On the truth hidden from our eye,
The gateway to the soul such divine,
Only to be lost in a hollow cry.
So this peom is about you standing in a mirror... and you're thinking about the inner you, and how you look outside. So yeahhh hope you like it๐ŸŒบ๐Ÿฆ‹
Stifin Jan 29
When my body sleep for eternity
Who will see my body,
Burning slowly, turning to ashes
While their memories of me flashes
Not everyone could be there for me
But I know for sure, there is my family
Ohh! How could they much endure?
When i'm in a state that can't be cured.
In my darkest time, their presense is enough
I'll be watching them because life is tough.
They sitting beside me talking to my tree
I can't talk back because i'm now free.
Well this poem is about you after your death. I wanna make more poems that have story, this poem might be to long I guess?

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