Flower Bleedth Red

by Nightingale
I lay there,
The Clock ticking, My blood dripping,
Blue ink from my hands has dried now,
But, My blood profusely flows.

I lay there,
My tiny hands holding the Pen,
I wanted to champion the World.

Why was I punished, Why was I slained?
I was a happy Child yet to discover the World.
Hear You! Only my Creator has the right on Me,
Who are You to take away my life?
Doesn't my innocent Eyes stir Your Soul?
Has Your Heart turned that cold?!

How, I, desired to see happy tears in My Mother's eyes,
To be the reason of her Pride,
But, now I witness a tormenyed Sea,
My Mother bewailing, ' O, My Child. My Child. Please, don't leave, don't leave me!
You were the soothing of My Heart, the light of My Eyes,
Don't abandon me in Darkness!'

There goes my Father, carrying me in shroud,
Covered with stains of blood, holding up his valour.
But, While laying me in the grave he weeps copiously!

'Dad, how I wished to walk with You, Shoulder to Shoulder,
Ease all Your burdens, erase all Your Worries;
Seeing, You and Mum happy was my Ultimate Dream!
Now, it's just a dream. Just dream.
Sorry, for the abrupt Goodbye,
Sorry, for the unfulfilled dreams.'

O, Man! Why do you kill me?
I'm just an innocent Soul!

You bring down my house into rubbles,
I play and live my Chilhood in the crumbles.
Even then, you take away my life mercilessly,
Labelling it as War, Revenge and Retribution.

Human become Humane,
Stop, victimizing me in your selfish ploy!

I'm a Flower yet to blossom;
Why do you crush me into Crimson red?
I'm just an innocent Soul,
I know no evil in the World.


I'm the Love that brings Joy & Hope,
Don't make this Earth a hopeless World.
Let me live and be the future of a Beautiful World!

O Man don't kill me,
I'm just an innocent Soul.


I lay there,
And, the Clock stopped with Me.
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Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

August 1, 2015 - 14:32 A big wow... so deep and tragic.. but was just wondering whats the main fear in this poem that u wrote about??
Nightingale

Nightingale

August 1, 2015 - 14:35 Thanks Much, Manahil. :) Hmm... I, guess fear of loss of Humanity!
Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

August 1, 2015 - 14:45 i see
rekhanshiraghava

rekhanshiraghava

August 1, 2015 - 14:41 Spellbound.... amazingly written. Deep, touching and truthful. I always ponder, how beautiful and how expressive you are in your poetry. . Three cheers.. hip hip hurray.
Nightingale

Nightingale

August 1, 2015 - 14:53 That's such a Generous Compliment, Rekhan. Thank You so very Much. Much obliged. :-)
MilaChaNn

MilaChaNn

August 1, 2015 - 14:42 Awwwwwwie I loveeeeee it ❤ Goood luckkkkkk
Nightingale

Nightingale

August 1, 2015 - 14:54 Thanks a lot, MilaChan! :)
Mahoobee

Mahoobee

August 1, 2015 - 14:45 This is like...so me, so relatable and Gosh, I wish I could give 2 up votes here because I can relate to this :) Good luck
Nightingale

Nightingale

August 1, 2015 - 14:56 Mahobeeeeeee!!! Your positive feedback always lights me up!:-) Thanks a million. Watching out for yours though. Since u r a pro ;)
Mahoobee

Mahoobee

August 1, 2015 - 14:58 Aww, haha thanks, mate. Your very welcome. Good luck :)
koyaai

koyaai

August 1, 2015 - 15:29 Great read but I believe you need to take time to check your work. Nothing major really. Just some misspelled words here and there. Other than that, this is a solid piece!
Nightingale

Nightingale

August 4, 2015 - 17:11 Is that so? I noticed tormented mispelled after publishing the poem. Spell check error, I tell you * cringe*. Do let me know where else i have faltered. Thanks for the up vote! :)
sheelsdevi

sheelsdevi

August 1, 2015 - 16:13 The poem was indeed soulful. But that is not the point here .the fear factor is missing.you cant live endlessly in fear about a murder that occurred. It is over.But the main part is missing .
Nightingale

Nightingale

August 4, 2015 - 17:06 I comprehend to what you are saying, sheelsdevi. But here i have used fear in a collective sense in a symbolic way of the whole of Humanity. And, I think this fear shall persist as long as violence and injustice prevails! Much thanks for up vote. :)
nupur27

nupur27

August 1, 2015 - 19:34 This goes for several vote ups!!!! Pleasure to read ur poem!!! :):):) Alll the bestttiiee!!! To u!!!!
Nightingale

Nightingale

August 4, 2015 - 17:02 Thanks a lot, nupur. Really sweet of You! :-)
nupur27

nupur27

August 1, 2015 - 19:34 An innocent soul!! Tats just born to blossom!! And nothing else!!

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