Saddam Husen

Rookie - 7 Points (10/08/1993 / RASRA)

Satiric Love - Poem by Saddam Husen

My worlds become as dark as wood
In which, I am alone stood
No lights
No playful moments
No joy
Even little memories;

An ember is lightening in heart
It is burning my every thought
It oozing
For my daybreak
An adversary
This is wreck;
The dreary moment is spasmodicate me
My blooming roses are now phased gloomily
Banter moment
Accumulating into nerve
Retrogressive over
At satiric love;
I am traveling at sharp-cut path
Without having any feelings but sheath
Undiscern being
Tramping around your house
No desires
But only applause'
With God, for you, genuflected hard
Enjoy your happiness and joy: my sweet heart.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 1, 2014


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