Pieces Of Me ( Poems)

Murdering "it"

Shut windows

I fear, tremble & hold up in here

Lights off, its dark

as in distance they embark

Catch curtains more harsh

eyes wider and enlarge...

breath less, with a beating heart

And before the next dawn fell upon my eyes

I left with same tremble, and guise

With no fears to this time, bite inside

I killed my fear last night.

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I wrote this poem when I was 17 years old.

This poem is just my pure imagination, & not something I have ever felt. Again, here, I was trying to make up a long story. But failed. I created a short story though. ;)

I also had tried my best to make it rhyme throughout.

This story talks about killing up any kind of fear approaching, whether animate or inanimate. I had imaginated a girl here. The fear is unmentioned by me here,
( so that you could imagine your own here ) so I titled it - Murdering 'it'.

Also, you notice, I used the word 'murder' instead of 'kill' ,because I wanted to show the fact that the innocent girl was so afraid to bring 'it' to an end, that she thought of it as a crime or something not right on her part.