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Can you Feel? |
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nocturne005 New Member
since 2006-06-24
Posts 3USA |
**Poet Note: This poem is based off the novel/manga series "Battle Royale", spoken in the perspective of the main character. ** ----------------- Gun in my hand Finger on the trigger Here I stand; Before the guilty man. No, he isn’t a man, He’s just a boy. Just like me, just a kid. Just like us all, used as a Government’s Toy, to play this game of life or death. We were the pawns in this game of chess. He and I are the same. We were classmates once, Even though we only knew each other by name. But still, he's just a kid like me! Then how did this come to be? This game is the one to blame. Created by the government to put us kids back in place, showing us the cruel reality, we were forced to face. The reality in which how far will some go in order to survive a game where only can win and leave alive. Why did he fall into the Government’s trap? Why did he betray us all? What could have made him snap? What could have made him bring our class’s downfall? What went wrong Kiriyama? What Happened to you? Was it something that none of our classmates knew? Tears fill my eyes, As I remember all the bodies, The bodies of the ones that died; My classmates, my friends, The majority of them, died by his hands. Kawada told me once before, he said that you, Kiriyama, were already dead. Dead on the inside, nothing but a shell, You turned into the grim reaper, Once you stepped into this game of hell. Can you feel Kiriyama? Can you feel the pain? Can you even feel the pouring rain? How many fingers are on this trigger? Do you feel the pain of those you’ve killed? Has you’re satisfaction been fulfilled?! Too many have died here, Some lost there way in fear, while others yielded to the pain. Some even tried to do the right thing. Some thought they had all the right answers, while others believed in broken prayers. Then there were those who trusted too little And yet they cared too much. Then there was the one who was kind and strong, Did all that he could do, to find and protect his secret crush. So tell me, how many fingers are here? Here on this one trigger. Can you feel now? The pain? The fear? This is it. This is the end. I’m sorry Kiriyama, Forgive me Please. But this is for my fallen friends. (BANG BANG) I hear the ringing of the shot, I see the blood Tears, once again, fill my eyes, As I stand here and watch you die. I call to you; over and over again I stare into the deep pools of your eyes. Staring into the eyes of my first kill. All the anger mixed with confusion and sadness, I could no longer conceal. Suddenly I hear a faint dying voice… “Shuuya, I can feel” |
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Digital_Hell Member
since 2006-06-05
Posts 202Amidst black roses |
A very nice write. The raw emotion here is startling. its very touching! This part especially speaks to me "that you, Kiriyama, were already dead. Dead on the inside, nothing but a shell, You turned into the grim reaper," i have been told that and often feel that way. it really is beautifully done. hells gate reads Abandon hope all ye that enter here |
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Alone in the dark Member
since 2006-02-10
Posts 105On the edge of an abyss |
you did a wonderful job writing this. You have a way of describing things that makes you want to keep reading. "some thought they had all the right answers, while others believed in broken prayers" I like that. I'll be looking for more from you ^*^Angel^*^ |
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stargal Senior Member
since 2006-03-06
Posts 1352OR USA |
Hey nocturne005, Welcome to piptalk! I hope you like the site. I know that this is an amazing first post by you. Very capturing read, you start off and just want to read more and more and more… I also agree with the way you describe things, very nice, it makes you feel like you know the character in the poem. It makes the things happening in this poem come alive in your mind, like a story unfolding… You did an excellent job with this and I can’t wait to read some more of your poems  @-->--- |
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