Once I planned to do some HUNT,
So I set out to the forest AFOOT.
All of a sudden, I saw a couple of DOVE
I aimed perfectly, they were looking ABOVE
I pulled the trigger, made the SHOW,
Both blood, started to FLOW.
Flapping feathers couldn't carry the PREY
I slashed their necks in a brutal WAY.
I longed to see, who would DARE,
Soon a lonely DOVE came, without CARE.
I aimed at her, but couldn't FIRE,
When I sensed of that alone's DESIRE.
She was all alone, like I was LONELY
Such as her family was killed like my FAMILY.
It reminded me of mine, who were killed in WAR,
Such as I slaughtered doves so FAR.
I noticed the alone, took self SINNER,
Because I was, her family's KILLER.
Living like me, she used to CRAVE.
Friends like me, she wanted to HAVE.
So I broke my gun, abandoned HUNTING,
And no more viewed, lonely DOVE FLYING.
An impressive and heart touching poem....................................10
very emotional description. i am sorry for the perished one.gorgeous writing liked much
very emotive description. i am sorry for the perished one.gorgeous writing liked much
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I noticed the alone, took self SINNER, Because I was, her family's KILLER. So I broke my gun, abandoned HUNTING, And no more viewed, lonely DOVE FLYING. very good poem showing your greatness in deciding not to kill..... tha nk u dear poet.......... when everywhere killing is rampant, this poem has meaning.. tony