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A Poem by M.Kilani

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And I stopped trying

Stopped dying

Not much I seek

And less I speak

And now I’m leaving

And disbelieving

The facts I made

The souls I raid

The fire and flame

The guilt and shame

I swallow my pride

And step aside

For good things need time

And patient I lack

As a heart turns black

And a voice becomes mime

No longer I remember

The rain of November

And the drops of pain

Falling with rain

No longer I can wait

For a change in my fait

For sun to shine

And cast warmth on my spine

No longer I follow the light

That keeps me awake every night

No longer I can pray

For no words are left to say

Even if I write

My sorrows of tonight

I can’t find them a title, I write them none

Just another document, document one

And a back against a wall

I await for it to fall

And the mirror now I break

For reflection that seems fake

No heart left to tame

And empty is the frame

No black nor white

No war no fight

No pride no regret

Just a silhouette

And a print of a man

Who did all he can

No more I try

No more I die

For I’m already there

Or at least I were

© 2011 M.Kilani

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The Winter Grey

To be honest, I wasn't really feeling this at the beginning. But with each stanza, the thematic hook grew stronger, and by the time the poem came around full circle... I was once again convinced of your talent as a writer.

Posted 13 Years Ago

Irfan Bashir Shah

"And patient I lack".
It would be better if you replace patient with *patience*. Your choice of of-course.
Over all this poem was fine. Although you should be knowing the expectations from you are sky high. ;)

Posted 13 Years Ago

olla

in the tenth verse third line.. is the "nor" out of place..? and in the eighth verst dod you mean "find a title" instead of "find I title" just wondering.. over all a gripping read..