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Poem: I Am Not An Evil
You see blood in my hand
The blood of thousand people
They died in my hand
I killed them all
You see how strong I am
You see how powerful I am
Look at me…!!
Listen to me…!!
… … …
Mom,
Why the time reminds me?
Why the time stops me?
Why?
What is this?
Let me kill more humans
Let me…!!
Mom,
Why the moment backs to my mind?
Why?!
Stupid…!!
You said how cute I was
You said how great I was
You said how lovely I was
You said how proud you of me
You showed me how wonderful the world was
You showed me the beauty of paradise
You showed me the garden of love
You showed me the song of soul
Get away of my mind…!!
I am not a little baby anymore
Mom,
I was a little bee kicked away of the group
They forced me to find my world
Yes, I found it
Yes it is mine
The life of murder
Mom,
I do remember
The moment when I used to ask you to tell story
That was the story of a great prince
The moment
Comments
- Author
Thanks for your appreciation.
This is a good poem...;)
- Author
Thanks for reading it, Imtii.
Awesome Poem! Voted!
- Author
Thanks, Blossom. You're right. Even using my own language, it's not easy. But, I will always try to improve it. I like writing narrative poem.
Love your poem. It's so difficult to write poetry in a language that is not your mother-tongue and you have done it so well.
- Author
Thanks for reading, Mate. I do like writing narrative poem. I tried to do it use English
Simply beautiful. I loved reading and enjoyed well. Good thought and even fine narration. Keep on writing. Best of luck.
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