Sakkthi Subramaniyam

Rookie (April 18,1985 / Salem)

I Am A Murderer. - Poem by Sakkthi Subramaniyam

Shadow of Death, lurks on my way.
I can hear him snickering.
Coming up for me, because
I am a murderer.

Death coming up for me,
With penance for my errs,
Murder jolted for sarcasm
Murder resiled by fling.

Nor hands, nor ropes or knives
For a gift of death and pain,
I’m sorry I couldn’t stop me.
Before I saw your young body dropp slowly,

I’m a murderer, murder for sarcasm.
I killed you in my womb,
A deliberate female foetus termination
I’m a murderer,
Shadow of Death, lurks on my way.


Comments about I Am A Murderer. by Sakkthi Subramaniyam

  • Rookie Brishti Mazumdar (11/8/2009 12:27:00 PM)

    I adore your thought process as you've written about something which is really condemnable.Thnx for that.10.... (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Abby Fantasy (11/8/2009 11:38:00 AM)

    Gee what about the Islamic terrorists who scream Allahu Akbar and then kill soldiers at a military base?

    Oh that's right. Killing non-muslims does not count as murder. The 'infidels' are NOT human like the worshippers of the pederast Mohammad are. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 8, 2009



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