when Bella heard the nickname Nessie, that's how angry I can be
My heart starts beating like a hammer,
whenever I read the papers.
My hands start to stammer,
not because of fear but anger.
of this surreal and painful massacre
that human beings create.
Such sick minds, such repulsive acts,
just irks me to the core.
My prayers go out to our brothers and sisters,
who are fighting to live and breathe
I hope these misanthropists get some sense knocked in them,
Or probably just go rot in hell instead.
Done extemporaneously so it's not really a poem. I'm just too mad.
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Nice! It rhymes a little.
I suck at rhyming the poems. I hate rhymes. But I Love to read it, though.
Isk.
you wrote poem when ur mad???
how cool is that!!!!
i know how u feel.
i hate them too.
either they get hidayah or yes, ROT IN HELL.
amin.
moja, aah it rhymes a little at the beginning pastu dah xde idea dah hehe. ala ur being so modest. u write good stuff! even if it doesnt rhyme :)
acad, i dont write it all the time when im mad :)) just when im inspired or rajin hehe
azie, yes amin!
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