In The Eyes of RepentanceA Poem by karl16A poem of repentance for mistakes and sins he made on his whole life and take the consequences on his unbearable actions.
The Eyes of Repentance
Those vicious memories kept clashing in, Inside my mind full of repentance and sin. No matter how many times I tried to forget, They only drown me with either pain or regret. The little candle made a faint glow amidst darkness, On a cold, forsaken room of hate and resentfulness. I just missed the warmth, I missed the bliss, I missed the love and warm tender kiss. I gazed at the picture frames stacked on the wall, Staring at an image of a little girl clutching a ball. Another frame where a maiden stood still, Beside a man, together in front of a windmill. I looked around the filthy old house with no sound or life, And caught a glimpse of an evil bloodstained knife. Then a sudden tear of guilt cascaded from my eye, When I remembered a little girl's sharp, grievous cry. I felt so weak, and my hands began trembling, "What did I do?" I was questionably muttering. With a glance of an eye, I lost them two, Just because of violence, and a fight we've been through... © 2013 karl16Author's Note
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Added on June 22, 2013Last Updated on June 23, 2013 Authorkarl16Malaybalay, Bukidnon, PhilippinesAboutI'm not erudite, not factionless, not abnegation, Not divergent,...I'm a dauntless. Kidding! Hi, wassup. I'm Karl, i'm 15 and turning sixteen this July. Young for a writer isn't it? Although I bel.. more..Writing
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