Thursday, April 13, 2017

Killer's Confession : A Poem




I like to think about things

On the gloomy, dark and stormy day, like today

When I am trapped in the house

This body

Sometimes I don’t recognize my own reflection

Then I remember it is not even me

I fit in this face so perfectly

They think that this person was me
  

The shoe shrunk, and the school belt got ridiculously petit

Acquiescent little obedient creature

Couldn’t understand what this sorcery was

Still, the freckles on her pale skin

Reminds me of her summer's swing

I do not want this frame

I am barely even enjoying their game.
  

I killed a bee too, last Thursday

I don't like the feeling of killing

Look at me, it was not my fault

I was just ...

“You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style.”
~ Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

Do you have a favorite poem? Let me know in the comment section below.

11 comments:

  1. Favourite poem? Too many to list...but right now top of mind - each man kills the thing he loves, by each let this be heard, some do it with a bitter look, some with a flattering word, the coward does it with a kiss, the brave man with a sword. Oscar Wilde, The ballad of the Reading Gaol.


    Nilanjana
    http://nilabose.blogspot.com/2017/04/k-is-forkeda-kedaandkhayal-el-zilland.html

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  2. Your poem gave me chills! Very nicely done! Thank you for visiting my blog.

    King

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  3. I love this poem. My favorite poem? A little cliche but I'm a sucker for The Tyger by William Blake. (Checking in from the A to Z Challenge. I did a post about killing today too. Weird)

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  4. Do not go Gentle into that Good Night by Dylan Thomas. Hands down my favorite poem.
    And your poem is quite gripping too

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  5. Got the chill pill after reading the poem! Good work!
    My favorite poem, since my childhood is "Breakfast In Bed" by Kenn Nesbitt.
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    Anagha From Team MocktailMommies
    Collage Of Life

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  6. Chilling poem, love it. One of my favourite poems is Robert Frost's The Road Not Taken. I tend to have poems for the season I find myself in. This one is about looking back and wondering 'what if ...'
    :) Linda

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  7. your poem was a chilling read.. and the last two lines.. i just...:)
    my favorite - difficult choice to make - but like Linda above, one of my favorites is 'The Road Not Taken' and two others are 'The Owl and the Pussycat' and Ozymandias.. they were the first ones that popped in my head..

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  8. This was so creepy.
    I wonder why people kill the one they love.I dont understand this kind of love

    A Peice Of My Life

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  9. You fit in that face so perfectly maybe that is still you!
    Poem that I think of right now is The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock By T. S. Eliot

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    1. T.S. Eliot Gosh I love his work! Here is a secret, I cry every time I read him. He is so eloquent. Even when it comes to religious themes he is so darn compelling. Absolutely beautiful.

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  10. Thanks! everyone for stopping by! Would love to read the poem you mentioned. Some of them I have already read. <3

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