Inhuman Are We



Who are we to consider ourselves human
Having black strings tugging at our hearts
The fall, falling, marks where it starts
Visualizing vividly images of vicious hounds
The teeth that snarls at the world
In our captor's hands curled
Poisoning, writhing from the tips
Death slipping from the lips
A man pulling life from his false love
An enemy from deep within
No other then a mirror it could've been
A war from birth until night of death
Haunting mistakes that fogs memories
Brushing thoughts of the cruel reality
Inhuman are we...
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Submitted on April 14, 2011

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Scheme ABBCDDEEFGGHIJJ
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 517
Words 92
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 15

Syrelia

I believe that there is a time for everything and some things can be expressed through poetry I come from a different family and things are different everywhere. I believe poems can be gateways into the mind, what we cannot say but wish to say it anyway so badly and so words change but the meaning will forever stay the same.I write as my hands allow me, word after word. Ink following the shadows of my paper begging me silently to write more.These are my poems. more…

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