Thoughts flutter throughout the day. Few stay, few flit, few need to be celebrated. Thoughts are man’s gift, valuable enough to cherish for infinity. In a hope to immortalize those thoughts, I etch words onto this blog wishing all the way to carry them further into the world.
Saturday, 26 April 2014
#27NaPoWriMo: Bad things happen in slow motion
Bad things happen in slow motion
so that human mind can grasp
its significance.
Was that why the enemy warrior's
stare stretched forever?
The smile came later when
he realized he was winning.
The pain came even later
but the most longest was
his clear blue eyes
reflecting the face of its prey
one last time before ending it all.
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enemy,
NaPoWriMo April,
Poem,
slow motion,
soldier
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