A Crime

A Crime

A Poem by Lenah Mehzabin
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A wrong decision can destroy our whole life

"

That night when we made a crime

& several offence born

We breathed in the immense freedom

Laughed all along

Till now the flashback goes

Over the broken crystal stones

Nightmares are reality now

A strong crummy modus

Completely slaughtered the innocent,

“Us”

Was it all..?

we dreamed for our life?

Drugs we all fantasized

Dealers we were…

Consequences that we never thought

Fear never crept our mind

Now all our self esteem burned

Shame

A shame we only gave them

Our parents.....how will they live?

Never thought …

Now inside this jail

Only my pen and paper left…

 

 

 

© 2014 Lenah Mehzabin


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Drugs. Alcohol. White-wine. Red-wine. A glass of Bear. A cup of coffee. A plate of heart. And, a dish of love. All in you... so, why go so hard on you.. and blaming yourself for whatever you done in your hellish past? Past's made to teach you not to take you away of your life/love, but to bring you everything with peace. It's your choice which way you choose to blow... Right? Of course, I`m .. ain't I? Regret never suits you red ones. What all suits you on... is the red color of love with which you get colored from top to bottom. Even the love teaches us all hard-enough to walk on.. doesn't it? Of course, It does.

Heartfelt write that I read from you. Your poetry makes me to write this: "Even the crime belongs to you". Very deep imagery!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lenah Mehzabin

9 Years Ago

Loved your view! . How beautifully u took the imaginary based on past crime .Evry word u write have .. read more
Arsh

9 Years Ago

Loved my view? Why ain't say, "love me?" Anyway, every move you take .. takes you right into my hear.. read more
Lenah Mehzabin

9 Years Ago

Thank you ..



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Drugs get you no where fast as you so deeply express here..like the stark reality in the ending...now in jail with just pen and paper...drugs strip away everything..well written..

Posted 9 Years Ago


Drugs. Alcohol. White-wine. Red-wine. A glass of Bear. A cup of coffee. A plate of heart. And, a dish of love. All in you... so, why go so hard on you.. and blaming yourself for whatever you done in your hellish past? Past's made to teach you not to take you away of your life/love, but to bring you everything with peace. It's your choice which way you choose to blow... Right? Of course, I`m .. ain't I? Regret never suits you red ones. What all suits you on... is the red color of love with which you get colored from top to bottom. Even the love teaches us all hard-enough to walk on.. doesn't it? Of course, It does.

Heartfelt write that I read from you. Your poetry makes me to write this: "Even the crime belongs to you". Very deep imagery!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lenah Mehzabin

9 Years Ago

Loved your view! . How beautifully u took the imaginary based on past crime .Evry word u write have .. read more
Arsh

9 Years Ago

Loved my view? Why ain't say, "love me?" Anyway, every move you take .. takes you right into my hear.. read more
Lenah Mehzabin

9 Years Ago

Thank you ..
A story with a logical ending.
"Drugs we all fantasized
Dealers we were…
Consequences that we never thought "
I like the old wise saying. If you dance with fire. You will get burn. I like the way you ended the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lenah Mehzabin

9 Years Ago

THank you so much ! .I'm really glad :) that i successfully expressed that meant .
"If you d.. read more
Coyote Poetry

9 Years Ago

You are welcome.
Think it's simply fabulous. I love it - great piece of prose. Wow! Thank you so much.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lenah Mehzabin

9 Years Ago

Thank u so so much ! :-) ))))
Confuser

9 Years Ago

Y/W....................................!Dale
Epic, epic poem! You did an amazing job sealing up this poem. You kind of made my jaw drop with the last four lines. Really couldn't have been said better.

Flawless job, Lenah.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lenah Mehzabin

9 Years Ago

ohw! Thank you soo much ! for such a generous view .I'm really glad that it touched u :)
Amazing thing about when ones locked up is they read 60% more than the normal reader,but once released 60% less.Just bbecause they committed a crime doesn't change them bbeing your parents can only pray a lesson was learned

Posted 9 Years Ago


Whoa this poem is intense with regret and shame and loneliness! A well packed up poem! Love it! *double like*

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lenah Mehzabin

9 Years Ago

Thank you soo much ! ..i m really glad that u liked it .thanx again ! :)
Wow..... Its really good :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lenah Mehzabin

9 Years Ago

Thank you dear :)
Good poem, ReDHeart. Freedom isn't appreciated till you lose it. Nicely done. :) Rudi

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lenah Mehzabin

9 Years Ago

Thank u so much Rudi. i m so glad : ) have a nice day
RedHeart you have very well presented the situation...
Now all our self esteem burned
Shame
A shame we only gave them
Our parents.....how will they live?
Never thought …
Now inside this jail
Only my pen and paper left…
and this concern made me realize the situation when one is so guilt and helpless ...a bit late too....very well penned my dear.....:))


Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lenah Mehzabin

9 Years Ago

ya that's what i wanted to give a lesson about..we need to solve our self b4 it's too late.. a wrong.. read more

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Added on December 24, 2014
Last Updated on December 24, 2014
Tags: Drug.dealer, crime, dark, life, shame, poetry

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