The End Poem by Mohamed Kassem El Sayed

The End



Everything is ended.
There is nothing to be defended.
Sick man is wounded.
He couldn't be offended.
Raise a hand stranded.
To whom feet so banded.
Iceberg's so melted.
Cool sun to be smelted.
Silence appears so worded.
Winds from hell descended.
Speech at here deserted.
The end is now appended.

The End
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sick
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 07 December 2016

Welcome to Poem Hunter, Mohamed. This is a very interesting poem. Your first one posted on this website, and a very good start!

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Mohamed Kassem El Sayed 08 December 2016

I hope I can write more as good as #the_end and this seems easy depends on your encouragements.

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Chinedu Dike 07 December 2016

An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely encapsulated in good poetic diction with beautiful rhyme scheme. Lovely poem written with conviction. Thanks for sharing Mohamed. Please read my poem CHILDREN OF CRUEL FATE.

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Mohamed Kassem El Sayed 08 December 2016

Thanks Chinedu for your polite words, they are so kind as much as you are.

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