We are a GANG...

life of criminals is portrayed...

 

notorious criminals , we bang up the streets,

our sinful ways touch up limits,

though we can't survive without fights and steals,

we roam around the streets,

searching a bin to grab a bun and eat,

we are the gang that blocks and rules the routes,

though illiterate , we tackle offences,

the  cops , our enemies ,

are the messiah to the wills,

but our aims are like never known species,

we bully around , expecting no defeat,

our forms are strange cause we are uniquely bred,

tattooed arms , unshaven beard ,

 torn up garbs ,cheap scarves,

 irreligiously stamping our feet on the paths,

we  are the non-believers , atheists ,

we are poorly starved ,

our addresses aren't famous,

for we are like nomads who surrender ,

residing with cash , that doesn't fetch satisfaction,

people spit us with the anger they ignite,

 but they'll still fright ,

we've  strayed and stepped the wrong track,

we won't return unless someone strikes ,

 leading us right.

 

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting poem. Told a story that is true for many. Outsiders can fall into place or create havoc. I liked the flow of thoughts and the energy of the words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Tazeen Ahmed]

Thank you for your encouraging review!

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed your work and you are welcome.

[iamshadowine]

This is so creative! I've read many poems about crimes and criminals but so far this is my favorite! I loved the way you described everything in this poem and amazing use of words!

keep writing :D

[Tazeen Ahmed]

Thank you
Your admiration means a lot to me!!

[iamshadowine]

You are most welcome :D