Jan 02 2012


Published by at 2:20 am under Teenage Love Poems

Killing is brutal, but why did you kill my peace?
Stealing is indecent, but why did you steal my heart?
Bullying is annoying, but why did you bully my innocence?
Fighting is violent, but why did you fight with my imagination?
Love is a crime, and you made a infinite levelled criminal
Crime in me, but a chime for you
A rhyme in me,
But prime for you,
Yet a shine for both of us…

1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (4 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5)

3 responses so far


  1. WZon 05 Sep 2012 at 12:01 am

    love the rythem in the poem

  2. Vetri Thillagan Gunaseelanon 03 Feb 2013 at 3:28 pm

    thanks 🙂

  3. MorningRayon 27 May 2013 at 10:45 am

    lovable 😀

Trackback URI | Comments RSS

Leave a Reply