When I open my eyes,
I see him
When I close my eyes,
I feel him.
Always I try to understand him,
But, every time I fail
I see he always raped,
By the society, leaders, and the politicians.
I can not save him.
Because I have no power.
He always tries to be controversial.
At last, he killed me.
Because every time I made him perfect.
His name is Politics.
good! Me too, say No to politics which devastates people's life.
Very well said in simple words...my 10 Pl.Read my professional
Politics is wonderfully expressed in this poem. I enjoyed this piece and gave my 10.
To know a person deeply a good test is: ‘Give him power’ And it’s true in politics and politicians… 10 Ms. Nivedita UK
i share u ur expression about politics in this poem. it's so beautiful and easy for everyone to read coz a lot of writters forget this point to write something deep and in the same time easy to read it. tnx for ur high taste.
At last he killed you because you made him perfect - try turning 'him' into 'her', maybe she won't kill you because she understands perfection better. And agian she just might be more violent and kill you before you attain perfection. I like this work a lot.
Sometimes you talk about politics as you talk about the parents, world can be considered a big family. So you dream to live in old Greece, where the Philosophers thought about it. Immense men, those ones. And Socrates soon came to a bad end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i hate polotics too.