A November Night Part IA Poem by Nothing PersonalNothing new but i want to write on this...
They came by boats
Or so it seemed, The waves of the gray, black sea Tossed and turned in uneasy restlessness. Foams of salts and sin washed their feet The scared moon hid behind the sun. Steel, gray metal in their hands Glimmered through the pitch, dark night; Silence and Darkness is always creepy, A few good men gave them a warm welcome; Hungry is the Devil on nights like that Insatiable Lust for lives & blood; Innocents waiting to be butchered; As God drew his curtains back; They ordered Kebabs mostly And a few chilled beers; Some gave disturbing, dirty looks While some others trembled in fear. Flashback God serves those who serves him And serves his holy cause; Mujahideen is the pathway to heaven Or else HELL wait for you damned cursed. But Ahmed thought "I am just a small kid I have just learned to play This metal gun is too heavy for me Why can't i stray away?" "Oh you foolish boy, When did you last see your father? If you want to see his smiling face Then don't waste your time hither" © Nothing Personal. November 25, 2010. © 2010 Nothing PersonalAuthor's Note
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30 Reviews Added on December 11, 2010 Last Updated on December 11, 2010 AuthorNothing PersonalTXAboutHi !! I don't fuss too much about sharing a name or an identity. I came across this website and found it to be an interesting niche for writers without distinctive labels. It is a great place to befri.. more..Writing
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