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Guns And Roses (poem)

Updated on April 10, 2017

He holds her in his arms

And she can't resist his charms.

She stains his cheek with her red lips,

His perfume lingers on her shirt.

He wears a leather jacket,

She smokes cigarette packets.

He makes up hundred excuses

And she conceals her bruises.

Silently, he plays with guns for fun

And she with knives for lives.

He adorns her with love

And she with trust.

They kill,

To count the money bills.

Both are searching for heaven

In each other's infernal hell,

Making up fake stories to tell.

Their hands are covered in blood

With old caskets buried in mud.

They hold secrets in their hearts,

Pretending to be good.

Running away from their haunting memories of their disturbed childhood,

Trying to overcome sadness when they are searching for solace in each other's badness.

But in the end...Two negatives make a positive. Don't they?

After pondering a lot....I came to the conclusion that every criminal isn't a criminal by choice, but it's the circumstances that make them as such. They are so cold, so distant but love and a bit of guidance can change them.... After all they have a diamond heart too covered in black coal.

Gaurika Taneja (copyrighted)


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    • Ashish Dadgaa profile image

      Ashi 9 months ago

      @Gaurika Taneja,

      Wow, this is an excellent poem.

      The title itself is so catchy that it tempted me to read this poem.

      I loved the way you have crafted this beautiful. This is so fresh and unique. Each and every line is so meaningful.

      Brilliant work.

      Welcome to HubPages

      Happy Hubbing :)

    • Gaurika Taneja profile image

      Gaurika Taneja 9 months ago

      Thank you so much for your wonderful insight! And yes I completely understand what you are trying to imply. In this world of crime there are corrupt rich and powerful people who commit awful crimes by making minor criminals their puppets. However how bad a person is everyone has a small spark of love and affection inside their hearts waiting for the right ember to spark.

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      Ronnie wrenchBiscuit 9 months ago

      I like your poem, as well as your conclusion. We see this played out on two levels here in the so-called United States. People who obey the laws prescribed for them by an oppressive ruling class blindly pay the taxes that pay for the Imperialist war machine that has devastated the Middle East in it's quest for world domination. And so, they are what I have identified as "passive criminals". In a court of law they would be charged as accessories to murder.

      On another level we see the crime and the violence of the inner cities that has been created and perpetuated by a capitalist system of white supremacy. The real criminals and terrorists in this poem are those who sit in high places and create the circumstances that negatively impact the lives of your protagonists, and set them on a downward spiral. As a man I have no tolerance for this evil. As a woman I would have even less, as this corrupt system has oppressed women more than any other group, regardless of race.

    • Gaurika Taneja profile image

      Gaurika Taneja 9 months ago

      Thank you for appreciating and yes I truly agree with you...There are many sick people in this universe who don't deserve kindness and love. They shouldn't be mistaken with good people :)

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      Kiss andTales 9 months ago

      Very detailed poetry. Many times we are love enthusiasts. Even the bad guys have romance in their lives like in the movies.

      But we must be careful not to fool our mind with illusions because of love. And evil person can love something detrimental to other humans. Like a Bonny and Clyde were killer bank robbers .for the love of money they could kill you for it. What about mobsters that fed the hungrey but at the same time bury a people in cement.

      Some people still missing.

      What about people who love children but in a sick and pedifile way they are dangerous.

      We must keep our senses that bad is really bad. Even when love is there it is limited.

      As we can learn from this scripture

      Lu 11:13 Therefore, if you, although being wicked, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more so will the Father in heaven give holy spirit to those asking him!”

      The Heavenly Father gives gifts to all even the wicked who share the planet and all its production.

      But he still knows who is wicked not to confuse them with the good.