For Friends Poem by Shabbir Hasan

For Friends



The bad guys are here,
You have to only fear.
We can make you life hard,
We can tear you like a card.

No one can protest,
No one can request.
When we are on the bike,
The girls can hardly survive.

We play the dead games,
In the fast traffic lanes.
The things will go worse,
If you will try to curse.

No one can be trusted,
But no one can leave you getting busted.
We are born to rule,
Any time we can make any one fool.

We kick in the face,
We live the life like the Ace
This time is harsh and hard,
No matter our life is just a wild card.

Abusing is the shame,
Who care, for us it’s fame.

Sunday, July 24, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: games
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Allemagne Roßmann 28 July 2011

Well drafted.Very good and poignant write. Do read mine 'Lipstick'

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