my tears are flowing like a rain,
when am trying to catch that love train,
my feet fails to move as they feel pain,
through the bad memories existing in my brain.
I remember my life's suffering,
when he took me for granted, i was crying,
A nobody, useless it's hurting
some times it's a crime memorizing.
Testing his knife on my body! it happened,
even the donkey felt sorry for me, my cat cried,
my voice of pain was like a guitar tuned.
I can't believe today am somebody.
his photocopy standing over me, needs help,
i feel sorry for her but i can't stop,
she's beautifully on making a step,
but the memories i have i can't help.
This is really a very nice poem..i must say that not all depends on writing skill, 'coz what made me love this poem is your heart and the emotion that it carried along. Keep writing.. Best wishes to ya :)
Testing his knife on my body! it happened, even the donkey felt sorry for me, my cat cried, my voice of pain was like a guitar tuned Rarest experiences of life have treasured you. So cultivate a bit more humanity rather than hating every noise. Love sometimes co-operate us to know what is death. Perhaps you have got such valuable feelings though out your life as reflected in your writing. Compassion is another dimension of love. So you just move like a human. Write more poet, fight more and live long....... pranab
hate is a strong word but i understand why you used them word I HATE YOU, you are never alone in this world
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I would like to translate this poem
I feel you're pain in this poem, it paints a vision. Very well expressed.