Dripping in an intruding silence
I lost my self
There came a silent killer
Having his own passion
To take life...
Creeping slowly
I thought of running
but......
I fell into the trap and
Now...
I am into his kill
I lost my self
There came a silent killer
Having his own passion
To take life...
Creeping slowly
I thought of running
but......
I fell into the trap and
Now...
I am into his kill
4 comments:
hey this is one of the most intese poem with profound meaning in it written in so simple and small text...just adore it
P.S:I was on the trap of this killer once too..!!
hmmm yes addy its a trap of a killer
simply nice!
thanks ya...........
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