Suicide Bombers

Suicide Bombers

A Poem by Raihan Ithnin
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What's the point in realising something to late.

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Walking along this dusty & winding road with no signs to show me the way.I look up ahead & all that I see is just an emptiness that leads me to nowhere.So why do I keep on walking.I stop for a moment & wonder.Should I stop.”Hmmm” for how long ?Well maybe just for a rest & figure out whats next.I lay myself down to the ground,look up to the sky & all I can see is an empty space.Where is the beautiful decoration that I used to see.The stars & moon in the night or the sun during the day;Everythings gone even the sky.Am I blind or I just lost my sense of seeing.The truth is I just can’t figure it out.I don’t even know whether its the day or night.I don’t feel thirsty,I don’t feel hungry,I’m not sleepy & I’m not even tired to take a rest at the first place; like human do.I stop not to rest but because I’m lost.Am I lost in this unknown world that never exist in my life before.Whatever it is;What choice do I have as I roam around the empty world.I miss my world.The real world that are create for us to live in peace.Why do I have to end up as a suicide bombers.Giving up the life that are given to me to seek the truth.I was lost before,now & forever

© 2008 Raihan Ithnin


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Added on February 27, 2008

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Raihan Ithnin
Raihan Ithnin

Singapore, Singapore