I am something that I wasn’t suppose to be
I was human full of love and purity
Now I am savage a selfish killer
Who loves his own dignity
Once I was loved with respect
To all kind
Now they are scared and terrified
Of my sight
Just because of greed and to get
Higher authority
I kill myself every day every night
With brutality
I don’t know when that day will come
When I will become we
Cause till now I am still me
welcome to poemhunter. i liked your selection of topic and you did justice to your poem. well done and hope we'll see more poems in the coming days. good luck! !
I am impressed with your insight of humanity. Greed and power can corrupt us all as we struggle to survive in a world that sees and respects only power. Well done
wow! ! I really like this goes to my fav list +10 a lil similar to my ARE U THERE regards anjali (Report)
'I kill myself every day every night With brutality I don’t know when that day will come When I will become we Cause till now I am still me' A very nice idea is here. Lovely.
wow that was really deep, so true, reallty good emotions i love them.. i was truly speechless, keep writing~ Hazel G.E
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Few days ago I sent a message to Mamta Agarwal on how a poets gets into the shoes of another person/object and writes a poem feeling the feelings of that other person or object. This is a perfect example of such great writing....Almost like the conceplt of my new poem HOT KILN, I wrote inspired by the behavier of my friend.Very well expressed, clean, lucid and powerfulll..........10++++++