Set the Demons Free

Eyes are heavy Feeling undone

Careful what you say for I may shun

Just wait one moment for my brew

To wake me up to talk to you

So dark and rich and flavorful

Helping me to become capable

Of the person you have come to know

Instead of a monster with eyes aglow

One more moment my dear friend

I have to drink this to the end

This magical potion made just for me

Is the only way set my demons free

I must drink it to the last drop

To gain control for this madness stop

I’m almost done one sip left!

You seem off maybe a little depressed

There, there it is all gone, I’m feeling great

You seem cranky… have a sip of fate

I’ll make you a cup and another for me

It seems like you have demons to be freed

Author's Note

So I wrote a poem on coffee earlier today and thought it was such a fun topic I wanted to write another one. What do you think of it?

Reviews

[David Marsden]

I like this poem it keeps you guessing. Someone waking in a mood and can't function until that cup of coffee. A clever play on words and the twist at the end.
Until you mentioned coffee I was thinking tea, I live in England and I have a cup of tea every morning.

[Rachael Lea]

So if I played with the words just right then maybe it could related to by anyone... A person who is dependent upon a certain drink to help in the mornings? I will have to look at it and see. Thank you for getting me to think more on it because I was actually not as happy with this one as I was with the other one that I wrote about coffee I wrote them both the same day and they were so similar that it causes a little bit of frustration. Thank you for your review you have been most helpful. I am glad that you liked it, perhaps though I can make it better and more suitable to you and everyone else.

[David Marsden]

Well I wouldn't say it was unsuitable, I mean it doesn't mention the word coffee. The reader will relate it to their own wake-up drink. A heavy drinker might think of it as a whisky or similar. Or a pint of Guiness, 'so dark and rich and flavourful'. It fits whatever the reader drinks. The poem belongs to the poet and the reader takes it however he feel but has no right to alter it. Only the author has that right.

[Inject Positivity]

At first i was running in a mysterious world full of demons and ancient thoughts and then at the end you just twisted the plot and made something very unique and amazing.....Very catchy write, i never thought it would turn out like that...Full ratings.....

[Rachael Lea]

Thank you so much. My whole intent of this poem is how much the little things matter to people. For me its having my morning coffee for others is tea others something completely different all that matters is that it is a small thing in a world so big that brings us such comfort. I am really glad you enjoyed this.

[alifeacoustic]

The invigorating, reviving qualities of that morning friend, perfectly captured. When thoughts never end and confusion reigns, sometimes that morning moment feels like the only semblance of sanity your head will know today, but there's' always another cup.
Great write, enjoyed the ending :)

[Rachael Lea]

Thank you for your kind words I just liked writing something that was more fun for a change. I am glad you liked it!