Fear whispered in my ears,
like a mosquito feasting on my skin.
It whispered doubts,
it challenged me into a battle
on the field of life.
I left fear on the sidelines of youth,
and it found me in mid life.
It entered like a burglar
on a dark night,
awakened me in my sleep
and shined a bright light
in my eyes.
It stood over me
as my heart raced.
Fear climbed the fence
of my garden
and planted seeds
while my back was turned,
like a needle piercing my subconscious.
Fear touched my wounds,
injured my being.
It whispered,
it whispered,
then it roared.
Fear climbed the fence
ReplyDeleteof my garden
and planted seeds
while my back was turned,
Well portrayed!
Thank you for coming by !
DeleteFear can sure get in and not want to leave
ReplyDeleteTrue!
DeleteFear can def sneak up on you, fears you thought you have left behind all of a sudden rise up again. Sometimes those seeds take a while to show themselves though their roots can run very deep.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately .....
Deletefear is a powerful intruder and it can destroy things that we built over years in no time. when fearful thoughts sneak in i have to remind myself of the truths i've learned and of the one who helps me fighting it
ReplyDeleteGood advice here..... Remembering what got us here. Thank you !
DeleteFear has that way of coming up on you.. and when we least expect it--- the fangs of fears are glistening.. I think we need to listen to its whispering before it roars.
ReplyDeleteI really like the idea of fear climbing the fence of the garden and planting seeds. Yes, that is so often what fear does...it spreads...whispers...then roars. I like this poem very much because I can identify with it.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great personification of fear Ayala ~ The last lines brought a chill to me as fear can definitely open wounds and injure us all over again ~
ReplyDeleteFear climbed the fence
ReplyDeleteof my garden
and planted seeds
while my back was turned,
Fear does seem to creep slowly while planting itself into our soul.
Powerful write.
Lots of love,
Sanaa
Fear is such an element that it just freezes the working brain and leaves one
ReplyDeletein paralysis! Very true Ayala!
Hank
Fear has been sneaking up on me lately and this is so well expressed
ReplyDeleteYes it does whisper and then roar when we allow it to get the better of us...
ReplyDeleteI can really relate to this - very well brought to life, as we have all lived at some stage in our lives: "like a mosquito feasting" on our skin, our very being... After a busy summer, haven't read you for while and this was a very stimulating write... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com
ReplyDeleteFear is a formidable beast and yet all beasts can be conquered...wonderful!
ReplyDeleteFear THE DEVIL
ReplyDeleteTHE SINNER
The Father of all
doubt.. envy..
jealousy.. pride..
anger.. collecting
and most sadly
of all
THE
Father of
Hate..
LOVE
THE
WINNER
of ALL
GOD..:)
You had me at fear climbing that fence, as with others who loved the lines. Fear is a politician's tool as well as bullies & salesmen & abusive spouses, & it is effective. I had a gun in the house for years, but with 7 grandchildren prowling around now, we got rid of it.
ReplyDeleteI could so relate to this, Ayala. At one time I felt fear everywhere I turned and it too began to roar! Excellent work.
ReplyDeletePowerful and the imagery you choose to pair with fear is so vivid, Ayala. Well-done.
ReplyDeleteWell described words,
ReplyDeleteI can relate to them as in the niggling doubt becomes the raging fear...
Kind regards
Anna :o]
The imagery is surreal. I especially like this line....
ReplyDelete" Fear climbed the fence
of my garden
and planted seeds
while my back was turned"
A very powerful piece.
Wonderful, well written and enjoyable to read. Greetings!
ReplyDeleteHi Ayala! Still great poetry!
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