Phew!A Poem by RESWARGnawing at me, I could feel the hands groping Spasms of pain Entering me every second Dying is certain The darkness sees me I am looking for a vent I am running The streets are crowded But every hand seeks Go for the kill! They scream, I run my feet are sore My body is bleeding I have no place to go I am getting caught The blood is a give away I don’t know where to hide I bang at some closed doors No one answers I run further into the deep I don’t know how long I can Not a breath I can take I am trying to survive The hands have now grabbed I am being pulled Dragged on the street I will be sacrificed Sharp nails pierce my skin There is blood all over I am being sliced The pain harrowing I am wet It’s the blood I am sure I sit up to realize The nightmare. © 2011 RESWAR |
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1 Review Added on January 7, 2011 Last Updated on January 7, 2011 AuthorRESWARIndiaAboutI started writing poetry around couple of years ago. I love the play of words and it is a natural progression for the artist in me. I love all things creative and pursue this as a serious hobby. I hat.. more..Writing
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