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I write Poetry
We all deal with pain differently
How do you accept what has been?
How do you go on believing?
Nine years old he was
A man he'll never be
Because someone decided so
Because no one could have known
I write poetry
I'd like to bury the pain
Those prayers said in vain
Justice should be rendered
Or else I surrender
To the evil in this world
To the incomprehensible plan
Us humans carry out.
So sad, so much grief. A beautiful poem.
RépondreSupprimerI agree with inaweblogisback.
RépondreSupprimerbury pain then,
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lovely expression, thanks for sharing.
Very poignant.
RépondreSupprimerThere's so much more you want to say, to scream out...let it out.
RépondreSupprimerRosie
Sorrowful but well written. Great use of rhyme and repetition.
RépondreSupprimerYou express the pain and anger well. that's what writing--especially poetry--is all about. Well done!
RépondreSupprimerSuch powerful emotions, deeply affecting so very sad
RépondreSupprimerSuch poignant emotions so explicitly expressed.Your words prick,they sting and make you feel the pain.Just wonderful!
RépondreSupprimerVery poignant and emotive. You have expressed your pain and anger well. So sad :(
RépondreSupprimerHi Diablesse ,
RépondreSupprimerNice straight forward poem , yes with poem and the power of our thoughts we can put accross the strong message and anger we sometime engulf within.
Nice read :)
P.S : coming to your after a long time ..was busy in job n travel ..
take care
have a great week ahead