THE GHOST OF HEARTS

THE GHOST OF HEARTS

A Poem by Saddam

THE GHOST OF HEARTS

15/04/2015

The ghost of all heart

It intimated by born

Dare or devil; known by act

Acts which affect the world.

It creeps into all hearts, unknown

Behold; contaminating even the purest of soul

Carving into our every bone

It leaves the deepest holes.

An ennui sombre our mind

It captures the entire good epoch

Embedded the good will and disinclined

The dark-saga which was not approach.


 By saddam husen

14/10/2015

©2015saddamhusen

© 2015 Saddam


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The font adds almost a ghostly feel to the poem, adding to the mood. The words simply add to it even more.

Posted 8 Years Ago


There is a sadness to your words that truly is haunting, Very well done my friend,

Julie

Posted 8 Years Ago


"Carving into our every bone
It leaves the deepest holes."

The ghosts of our past can affect on us till the present if we don't deal with them. The approach us from all directions. An excellent one but with few grammatical mistakes.

Posted 8 Years Ago


This is beautiful, but I am not experienced when it comes to poetry; although, I do feel that there is a deep meaning to it. So even though the poem is not clear to me, I can still feel that it has something very meaningful to it. Thank you for requesting for a review by me and im sorry that i couldn't give you the best one possible. But even so, I would ask someone with more experience in poetry to give you a more professional review on this.

Posted 8 Years Ago



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