Fighting My Satan Poem by Mohammad Younus

Fighting My Satan



Fighting My Satan

Sometimes I seem to be normal outwardly,
It doesn't mean that I feel better' inwardly;
Sometimes the voices of my Satan overpower me,
Sometimes, I follow the calls of my soul,
Sometimes, satanic thoughts stir my mind,
Sometimes, I control the snakes in my mind;
Inside the closet of my tumultuous mind...
I partake in the battle between Adam and Satan,
Horror movie scenes play out there,
In the winding streets of my mind;
But I don't flinch, rather, I just stare;
Don't doubt my ability to win the battle,
On a daily basis, I am fighting my Satan,
I go on inflicting pain upon my Satan,
I am feeling better as I subdue my Satan,
‘Feeling better' must not mislead you to believe...
That I have been able to kill my Satan,
It simply means He has gone on a Holiday,
Rather, ‘feeling better' means that I realise...
The battle between Adam and Satan never ends,
It continues till one breathes his last.

Fighting My Satan
Saturday, July 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: spirituality
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sylvia Frances Chan 04 November 2020

Continued: Please have a try. God always hears our prayers, God constantly hears our talking, our shout for help.Thank you so much for sharing

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Sylvia Frances Chan 04 November 2020

As Eve had chosen to eat from the tree of knowledge and gave that to Adam because Satan/devil/iblis/the serpent up there in the Garden of Eden insisted, then after that Eve and her Adam would be equal to Allah/God/The Lord, so Eve gave it to Adam too. We can throw out the Satan in us to deliver this evil to the Lord. Each day again, and bet no evil/satan dare to remain in us, since it has heard God's Voice within us.

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