Time,
Most say,
Can heal all wounds.
Time, time, Damn! Time can’t heal.
Never can it stitch off the scars you left.
No, it won’t even cure your impenetrable self.
That horrid being concealed in such innocent face
Damned, Divulge thy madness to reveal no existing grace.
Nothing clear, nothing real. No, you are nothing at all! Nothing
But a filthy nauseating revolting mad frantic excruciating…NOTHING!
Nothing can describe a swindler as you… Not a word for the horror you do.
Since the time you stripped me bare covered with nothing but cold flesh
Pierced my consciousness into the ingress of terror and regret,
You stabbed mostly each pure unblemished part of me
That night your vigorous arms clenched my body.
And now revenge is all that’s in my head.
For you have slaughtered me
When you left me
Damaged
Bruised
Dead.
emotions were strongly expressed.. nice one... keep on rocking..
a very moving poem, yes, strong emotions. way to go, expressing yourself that well! ! hehe. keep writing. :)
Strong emotions... Nice choice of words.. I like the structure of the poem.. Nicely written! .. :)
I quite liked that poem, it was rather well written and the description was just right, not too much to bore me and make me go 'lords sake, do I have to read the rest of this? ' but enough not to make me go 'ugh, where is the description? Am I to imagine nothing! ? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I agree with them all...emotions expressed, moving writing flow...exceptional. Keep writing!