When the justice becomes blind,
And Dark surrounds mankind
Blood Suckers from blackness come out,
To kill, to tug, and serve the Dark,
By leaving shattered corpses behind,
And rivers made of blood.
Blood Suckers
Enjoy the fight, and moaning sounds,
On the bloody play grounds
Where Angels lost their smiles,
And begin to scream, and cry,
And feel the sorrow digging their heart.
Blood Suckers
With coldness; on the blood,
Bloodied Mothers' life,
Mourn, maim,
Stab, and sprain,
Burn, and break their hearts,
It's a Symphony of pain I write.
Blood Suckers
Why don't you let life goes on?
Leave Peace, and Love come back to life,
Even you,
Could live in Peace, Harmony, and sharing us the same love,
By stopping shedding Innocents' blood,
Causing blight;
At every place, and side
Day and night.
Very well said birader over the blood sucker....but they do not accept they are..irony continues therefore...A very deep and informative write.
you are a very good writer how your structure your poetry very well done
A heartfelt plea to stop the bloodshed of war, great write!
i want to congratulate you for this magnific poeme, and wish you a good life by the hand of god! keep continuing and peace will be true by the hand of god! so much suffer and war and so much troubles, we wish the one love aand peace will be the future of hmanty, good luck
Blood Suckers Why don't you let life goes on? Wow! it really makes me feel something deeply.
Well said and I agree with you and Thomas A Robinson. War is easy but peace is difficult but ultimately is a healthy body for humanity to grow and prosper.
You meant to blood sucker..this is allusive poem I like to find out the points of such poem....Thank you Well done! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If only this was possible, but sadly I think not. This a thought provoking piece of writing. Thank You