Ameed Taha

My Hatred - Poem by Ameed Taha

Oh I know, it’ll never stop to flow.
Constant in a row, my hate will always grow.

Such long war, gone too deep and far,
Invasions of hate, endless they are.

Death is what’s there to unfold,
For such hell to finally turn bold.

I can fully understand,
That me you cannot stand.
For hating me is an errand,
That your heart did demand.
If you take my hand,
In the darkest fate you’ll land.

Hatred is scattered on my hide, as my eyes are open wide.

For my heart it’s such a smite, as it burns it with blazing ignite.
Even with all my might, I can never win this cursed fight.

I tried to love, and move my love high above.
I tried to end the fray, and drive the pain away
But helpless there I lay. Nor to heaven but to hell I stay.

I exist but not exist, as I wander the blurry mist.

I’m the damned, with my hatred I drowned.
Such unbearable cold non can withstand.

I give up on this life, for it’s an endless strife.
Long fades my soul in corruption, as my hatred is its obstruction.

Fade away..
Drown deep away..
Bear your heart astray,
Freeze it everyday,
Die slowly as you lay,
Give up on this impossible fray,
Let your essence,
Along with your presence,
All vanish and fade away.

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Comments about My Hatred by Ameed Taha

  • Gajanan Mishra (7/30/2013 9:15:00 AM)

    hatred is obstruction, good write, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 30, 2013

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