Dark.. Poem by Moumita .Aich

Dark..



The blood is shed,
The death is had.
Deeper depression
Full of aggression..
Its a game, game of life.


It proves dat the worst loss
A loss dat was gained by a win..
Happens over nd over, time to time
And never stops not for a while..


The emptiest thing u evr saw
And thr was nthng left..
Sorrow behind
For narrow mind..


Don't leave d country in a mess
Don’t think you know, what’s for the best..
Mothers and children laid to waste
A stupid war
No more war..
Full of tears dat cry
tears that will never dry away...
pain that wont go away...
sadness that wont feel better.


Guilt dat eats u alive inside...
War makes u see things dat make you scream inside...
No more war, no more war..
Is dat what it takes for
No more war.....

Sunday, April 10, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,loss,mothers,war
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