One look
One hard intense look caused it all
A look through the eyes and straight into the soul
A look at the face of the villain
He became restless
Panicking…pulse racing
He sort for the solution
His hardened form panicked visibly
He knew it
She was memorising his features
He decide to end it all
To leave her lifeless
No testimony
No bars
With her purse in one hand
He lifted his tool of revenge with the other hand
The fear in her eyes
The shock
Brown eyes shaking in confusion
Pupils fully dilated
The tears pooled in her eyes
Her hands shook
Her face was pale
Her face was pale
She was shaking her head
Left to right
Right to left
Silently protesting
But he had his mind made up
There was no time for talk
His cold heart felt no mercy
Forgiveness was far from him
She closed her eyes
He assessed her frail being
He couldn’t change his mind now
She had seen too much
Tears rolled down her bony cheeks
And then he pulled the trigger
One shot
She crumbled to the floor
Her frail body now almost lifeless
No more tears
Content with his actions
He fled quickly from the scene of the crime
By
Sylvia Chika
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6 comments:
Thank you so much for ur poems. May God give u the strength to write more n more poemd.
Nice piece. Keep it up
this is indeed great
Very thought provoking
A masterpiece moment! I could actually feel the tension from picturing those words and playing them out, the sound of the gun is similar to the wagging of Tongues. See, most often at times we hurt deeper not by "pulling triggers" of GUNs bt by spitting words that Hurts. Leaving one dead inside and the other guilt stricken all in the crime scene of Love. Gr8 piece Super C!
As it ended it was as if I was wrentched out of the story like I was part of the whole scene...very vivid...keep it up
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