A Tragedy
Glazed are the eyes that stare at my ceiling.
The words from your lips are the gun to my head,
but you don’t seem to notice.
A tune rings out from the speakers on the desk as a voice follows a tail about
a girl who loved a boy.
The scene is set and you still walk away.
Broken is the heart that exists in my chest.
The gun in my hand is the end to this world,
but all I can see is the tears in my eyes.
A scream cries out in the dark from the corpse in this shell. broken and alone, from
a girl who loved a boy.
The plot is shown and the people are in awe.
Shattered is the life you leave behind.
The trigger that’s pulled is the result of this pain.
but only the living hurt now.
A shot bellows for miles past the ears of someone crying, running faster away from
a girl who loved a boy.
The tragedy is over and the director is silent.
I’m here for you to use, broken and bruised
zanzooneh said,
March 24, 2007 at 10:32 am
sooooooooooooooooo nice 27la 2m el lool
keep going
ciao…
Ahmadk said,
March 24, 2007 at 11:33 pm
just a lil question about the gun…
is it a magnum?? or a revolver???
take it easy girl…
GraYFoX said,
March 25, 2007 at 2:17 am
wlee , that was so black ??
come on lily , that’s not you
but enno it’s super good anyways
i like the words and the aligments
GraYFoX said,
March 25, 2007 at 1:53 pm
why aint my comments showing
Hinno said,
March 28, 2007 at 1:50 pm
Great poem batoosh…
Black Lily said,
March 28, 2007 at 3:11 pm
thanx guys…
Habboush said,
March 30, 2007 at 9:42 pm
it’s really amazing Labboun
& we still need more & more from ur creativity
so .. keep going girl ..
Black Lily said,
April 1, 2007 at 7:19 pm
GrayFox im really sorry but i really had no clue y ur comments werent showing bas the problem is solved i guess coz i called like 30 ppl asking for help..lol
glad u liked it anyway
Habboush,
aham she creativity..:P
thanx ghabroush