Bombs dropping down like rain from the sky.
Standing all alone in a terrible world.
Her eyes filled with tears of
Sorrow.
Sadness
engulfed her heart.
So big but yet so small all
because she had no where to go.
Nothing to do.
Her perfect life, perfect world
gone
in seconds.Her joy turned to immense pain.
Standing all alone in a terrible world.
Her eyes filled with tears of
Sorrow.
Sadness
engulfed her heart.
So big but yet so small all
because she had no where to go.
Nothing to do.
Her perfect life, perfect world
gone
in seconds.Her joy turned to immense pain.
2 comments:
i like this poem - it sorta reminds me of one i wrote earlier this year. heres the link - http://mjad.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html
its called blood of khan younus.
i get the feeling your poem has a deeper meaning to it, and shouldnt be brushed off as just "some hippy war poem ;P
thanx mj yea it does evn though i wrte it in class for sum magazine...kp chekn my posts nd tel me wat ya think
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