Bleeding World

by Pili Pubul



Red blanket covers the sky, sliding from our eyes tears of despair. Contemplating the horizon, can only see bleeding mountains, blood running from earth's deep wounds. Blood from moaning echoes dragged by the winds, blood moved forward across the sea, blood floating on lakes of silence. Blood in the white doves of peace, blood burning through our veins, bursting from horror and pain. Blood splashes everywhere smell of death over shadows.

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05-Sep-2013

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Comments on this Poem

Thank you Nathmal for a very sensitive and meaningful comment.

Thank you Rupradha for your awesome coment .

pilipubul
07-Sep-2013 11:39 AM

Your poems always tell truthful facts about the world & your imagination
reaches far beyond the range of our thoughtfulness.This poem is a unique
example of it.A lot of thanks for your nice creativity and matured thinking
process.

Nathmal Sharma
07-Sep-2013 09:24 AM

feelings gushing through your poem..very touchy very true..

Rupradha
07-Sep-2013 08:15 AM

Padmaja, thank you for your very meaningful comment.

pilipubul
06-Sep-2013 19:30 PM

A gory reality of today well painted. Great wordplay! Thanks for sharing this poem written with great sensitivity and feeling, pilipubul.

Padmaja Iyengar
06-Sep-2013 13:41 PM

Thank you so very much Madhavi.

pilipubul
06-Sep-2013 07:16 AM

Moving images that tell us the truth.

Madhavi
06-Sep-2013 05:23 AM