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The ceremony of death (Other) by Prince of Void

I was thinking of Bleakness Of our time The loss of peace For our religious power It stinks amid the dead soldiers Of wars thorough miles Of buildings had laid in ruins And all those dead kids horrify Our dreams of better world Along with our destination It is nothing more Than those bombs To bombard cities of people They have prayed before A fire raid The ceremony of death It had begun with air strike In the sullen sky and shuddered Sullenly I stared Out of window Dead moms in the murky morning They had lain on their dead kids The Dead end for all They ran away from that night

Prince of Void 5-Mar-07/2:24 AM
A good poem
With unanimous votes
Can’t alter the fate of innocent people
They have killed so far
We always look for votes
Rather than writing a poem
About people have never found peace in their lives...
What’s our role as a poet?
To reveal deep thoughts and feelings
They represent our aesthetic point of views
For every aspect of human lives
Or we trying to show dreams of better tomorrow
The road not taken
Both roads are the same
But I always love to take the one
I know it’s the same as the other one
So that’s good poem or bad poem makes difference
Who cares?
Who wants to be top of list?
I’m still trying to find my role
As you commented it’s not a good poem
I entirely agree with u
Please tell me all weakness of this poem





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