Wednesday, 14 October 2009

Bullet Proof



I don’t care if you love me.
I don’t mind if you hate me.
The only thing I ask from you,
is never to underestimate me.

I know what you are doing,
before it is even done.
No point in having bullets,
when you can’t hold the gun.

So, if you are going to shoot,
make sure you hit my heart.
Just know that you can’t finish,
something that didn’t even start.

 
Photograph by John Linewood
"Bullet Proof"
Posted by Alessandro at Wednesday, October 14, 2009

9 comments:

  1. Cathy16 October 2009 at 03:05

    Lovely.

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  2. nothingprofound16 October 2009 at 15:28

    Very nice, Rivertilt. Simple and powerful. I especially like the last stanza.

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  3. S*16 October 2009 at 18:35

    Lindo, lindo. :) Que sinta qualquer coisa. A indiferenla dói de mais.

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  4. Unknown18 October 2009 at 15:51

    A very nice poem.

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  5. Alone in Holy Land21 October 2009 at 19:32

    Absolutely wonderful. So simple and yet so powerful. Loved it.

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  6. Galaxy Press21 October 2009 at 23:53

    I love poems. Used to read them when I was younger. These are definitely very heartfelt.

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  7. Ana24 October 2009 at 18:03

    Beautifully touched. I like that strong passion you have there when you write this, seems like there is something greater going on in this expression than we read.

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  8. Gabriel Gadfly27 October 2009 at 05:48

    I'm usually not a fan of poetry with a heavy rhyme scheme, but this one pulls it off. Good job.

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  9. ruth ministro8 November 2009 at 21:12

    Gostei muito deste poema.

    Beijos

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