Shots fired
Into the sky.
Bullets returning
Where will I hide?
I run
Sprinting through the streets
See how far I've come?
From the blood in the sheets?
I hide for a time
My ending prolonged
I met you
My fear is now gone.
Shots fired
Into the sky.
Bullets returning
Where can I hide?
No!
I'll fight!
I pull the trigger
The bullets bite.
Blood is spilled
Innocents killed.
We flee, you and I
I find the car, and you can drive.
'I won't run anymore
I'm tired of fighting.'
'I understand.
We will go back into hiding.'
'No my love,
The ending is near.'
I feel it then,
The beginnings of fear.
Our story is over
There is a curve approaching.
The steering wheel doesn't move
And she showed no indications of slowing.
Fantastic poem. Full of depth and wisdom. The poem is rich in imagery. Great write indeed. I give it 10/10. Kindly read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2.
Courage comes from the desperate. We are all truly cowards until we have to take action. Sometimes its more important one lives then they die. A death in vain is a wasted life indeed. I like this poem, keep up the excellent writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
OMG you kept me in the palm of your hand till the end of the poem, brilliant. A dramatic story, yet i want another one! ! ! make another one! ! ! ! I am a fan! ! ! !