Just A Picture

Just A Picture

A Poem by Zahin

Who are you,
And what are you doing here?
You might kill me, 
You might love me, I fear.

Do you hate me,
Or want me just as much
As pigeons crave from humans
A sweet, soft touch?

Linger on,
Through the dark times
As I stay put,
Sulking to your chimes

I don't understand
Why you come here
When you know 
That you bring me tears

I'm sorry, 
Did I hurt your feelings,
After all you have done,
After all of the bleeding?

Well, excuse me,
This us much less
Than everything you gave me,
Than all the stress.

I can't love you.
I don't know you.
I won't love you.
I won't know you. 

You're no one,
Just a picture
That you have drawn
To make you look richer

You're a fake, a phony
You're not what you appear
Instead a rock that sees a diamond
In some stupid fantasy-mirror

And still, you think
That I will fall 
In your selfish, little arms 
That never held at all.

Who are you,
And what are you doing here?
You might kill me, 
You might love me, I fear.

© 2015 Zahin


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Strong piece of poetry probably relatiing to ciber dates and all of those programs to know people.
Great master piece, and the ending stanza gaves it a nice touch to the poem

Posted 9 Years Ago


Zahin

9 Years Ago

Thanks so much :)
Lizardo

9 Years Ago

You're welcome!

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