Fleshless
I walk
You emerge and stalk
The stick comes handy
you like the sound as it hits my bones
sadistic melody – I name it
the sick symphony you play
O bully
O dear bully
Your sickness inspires many
As you entertain
And my pain becomes certain
Darkness has engulfed your heart
For you bullying is an art
Each time you come with tools
And make a fresh start
Fleshless I stand
Like an exhibit with wounds at display
Inflicted injuries are here to stay
I plead I beg but you fail to hear
Perhaps it is boiling wax in your ears
Deaf you stand and continue to practice your art
O bully
O dear bully
Hope I have satisfied that sick heart of yours.
Note: I am against bullying in school and college… was once a victim for being skinny… this is for http://poetryjaam.blogspot.in/2012/05/bully.html
Prompt: Bully
its amazing... bullying indeed is a shameful act. but your poem is something you should be proud of.. wonderfully said....
ReplyDeleteya indeed it is a shame... anyway thanks a lot
DeleteHmmm... This is wrenching, a perfect take on another malpractice. Good to see you sharing it here, great composition :)
ReplyDeleteThank you shikha...
DeleteYou have really done a good job of addressing the bully! Nice to see you here on Poetry Jam.
ReplyDeleteThanks Mary
DeleteBullies really do have sick hearts. You capture it well here. Good to see you at Poetry Jam. Write on.
ReplyDeleteThanks Peggy
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