Blood and flesh anywhere,
and it turns to a crime scene,
Police and detectives present, everyone with eyes ,
which are very keen.
Within a few days the culprit is arrested,
And everyone says,we solved a murder scene.
Murder is a murder,
it has no type,
But do we actully follow it,
or is it just a rhyme?
With words as sharp as knife,
and remarks as painful as bullet holes,
People laugh out after saying such comments,
Like it was nothing more than a small joke.
Always remember,
physical torture is visible,
but the pain and scars mental torture leaves has no bounds,
The enjoyment you feel after taunting someone for you can be a small thriller,
But beware,
for that person it can turn you into his killer.
~VOD~
CITEȘTI
Silence In The Storm
PoezieHello everyone, here I will be posting all the poems which I write. Not any particular genre, but I hope you all like it. I am not a proper poet, but I write as a hobby. Hope so you all can relate to the poems and show some love. All the poems post...
