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I Was Shot

Contributed by MuhammadShanazar on Monday, 7th July 2008 @ 08:26:37 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



It was night,
The whole nation was in freight,
For starvation prevailed over
Each nook and corner.

I went out with an empty pocket
And a blank bag,
To manage commodities for my own kids,
And walked timidly
Through the lanes and lawns,
I came across men and women
With harrowed pallid faces,
There was stifling in the airs
As if something had rotten
Beneath the crust of time.

I advanced through the streets
To seek an opportunity,
A chance to carry out my intents:
The maiden adventure.

I saw the houses big and small,
But the doors were shut,
At some spots I saw the guards
Watching at the gates with guns.

I found a mansion with the walls
Neither too high nor too small,
Inner contents of the house were visible
And the watchman seemed to be dozing,
In the chair with the mozer in his lap.

I quailing my strength and courage,
Jumped over the bordering wall,
And I stealthily went ahead through
The plants and flowering shrubs;
All the time caring lest sound should disturb
The sleeping indwellers.

I made a sudden survey,
And my eyes located the kitchen,
A place of treasure, it was simply bolted,
Merely hooked with out any lock.

I with making a noise least
Searched for the containers
Containing the precious articles,
And discovered many of them empty.

I found a tin-box with a little quantity of flour,
No more than kilo two and a half,
And a bag of sugar laid beside.
I turned up the tin-box,
Poured the flour into my own bag,
And carried along the packed sugar too.

I moved back and strove to leap over the wall,
But my legs staggered
As if they began to revolt against my wills;
In the effort I fell and thump awoke the guard,
He pointed his mozer and fired twice, “Bang, bang”,
One shot hit in the shank of my leg,
I lay on the ground,
Gripping the targeted spot tight,
The piercing pain of the shot woke me up,
I found myself on the floor, instead of in the bed,
But I was holding my leg tight.




Copyright © MuhammadShanazar ... [ 2008-07-07 20:26:37]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: I Was Shot (User Rating: 1 )
by inlovewithaladd on Monday, 7th July 2008 @ 08:33:22 PM AEST
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very vivid


Re: I Was Shot (User Rating: 1 )
by lostrelic on Tuesday, 8th July 2008 @ 07:00:04 AM AEST
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i really like it a great sense of adventure and images thank you for posting it


Re: I Was Shot (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Tuesday, 8th July 2008 @ 02:55:52 PM AEST
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Had me scared reading this intense write, sad as well my friend.

Michelle




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