Conquering Poem by Mona Elmonier

What a conquering

When a flower is forced..

to live in a tomb..

A very dark one.

with no one hollow..

no light..

no breath..

no feelings.

just tears and misery..

That`s me.....

can`t you see?

I hated my breath,

That brings your smell to me..

Hated my eyes when it see you...

can`t you feel?

My blood is chilling.

when your ugly hands touches me.

o` my miserable life..

how would I continue standing?

like an iceberg..

I think it is now melting..

collapsing.........