Soul's Hero Poem by Alisha C

Soul's Hero

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My soul's hero you deserve me
Till the last drop I know
You are the one who brought my dead soul back
From the depth of hell to regain
Comfort my wounds by snow.

But my dear hero you must have forgotten
It's not easy to make a dead people alive
A dead is always sick about graveyard
I am grounded from the hell's bottom
The devil calls me by my name
And takes me back to survive.

My soul's hero I know you can
But you won't fight for me
All you want to make me strong
But the world of death is much more cruel
You know in every pain I whisper your name
And the Devil surprise on me

My loving hero I am not sure
If I am gonna wake up tomorrow
To endure much more ruin and pain
To comfort my soul by calling your name
To hide all grief and sorrow.

Friday, December 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sad love
Partha Pratim Goswami 22 November 2016

poem is much pathetic yet the hope of survival of a death soul is amazing...khub valo (very good)

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Edward Kofi Louis 15 March 2016

You deserve me. With the muse of love. Thanks for sharing.

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Sayeed Abubakar 28 December 2015

It's not easy to make a dead people alive A dead is always sick about graveyard. Excellent. Your pattern of maintaining a secret rhyme in each stanza is good.

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Alisha Castle 28 December 2015


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