Yasmeen Khan

Lycanthropy - Poem by Yasmeen Khan

Inky headlines seem steeped in red
Shock waves sent to living dead
Words on air smeared in blood and pain
Cries stabbing the hearts, tears in vain
Flesh ripped, shrapnel blind eyes
Smoke blurs dawn as grief trots
Evening twilight smirched with blots
Faceless killers that prowl and pry
Thirst for blood the lycan quench
Screams and sighs all gore drench

Poet's Notes about The Poem

when headlines in papers and words on air leave grief-stricken

Comments about Lycanthropy by Yasmeen Khan

  • Gold Star - 7,600 Points Ayman Parray (7/18/2015 4:37:00 PM)

    I wish I was a higher form of being like a Vampire or an Archangel and put an end to either lycanthropy or those who transform. :) . A very thought provoking piece, so well written and strong indeed. Thank you (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,417 Points Shahzia Batool (4/30/2013 1:59:00 AM)

    Strong, Jasmeen...! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 133 Points Allemagne Roßmann (4/28/2013 1:07:00 PM)

    Pakistan will not change.Bloodshedding is a daily occurrence i know as India.They are both mudslinged as pakis in il still all over more or less.I like the synopsis in the poem (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,361 Points Saadat Tahir (4/28/2013 11:21:00 AM)

    very nice poem
    i love poetry like this, its imaginative and creates something out of nothing
    most rhymes work well
    and it has a nice meter
    the musicality is awesome

    great job quill (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 28, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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