Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen


An Attempt At The Bullet - Poem by Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen

I had a heart
When I grew up
My heart turned into a sparrow
Then into a flower,
A word,
A tear,
A piece of bread.
When I became older
My heart turned into a steel bullet,
Cold and smooth.
Once I tried to protest against this change
The warplanes saw my heart from a distance
And sent a rocket at me.
It blasted me from inside
So, I fragmentized … fragmentized
Until I saw the sparrow dropping
With one wing,
And I smelt the flower red and red.
With the word, I wrote my tear and bread
And I touched the bullet;
It was as cold and smooth as death.


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  • Veteran Poet - 1,284 Points Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (9/10/2013 3:28:00 AM)

    Great poem! live by the sword, die by the sword. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 9, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 9, 2013


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