Destruction

Harry Gunawan
Destruction was not what I meant
as it had resulted through my hand.
The destiny I thought had grasped
now be altered by just a single stab.

Bleed and fell like a forgotten hero
lost and drown into the current of time.
Tell me now who will remember me
a human error, a destined tragedy.
Reminiscence of ancient glory
just passing by history

Published by Harry Gunawan

A positive-minded person, stays and spends entire life mostly in Jakarta, capital city of Indonesia. Consider oneself as an (e)ntrepreneur and also an artist of life.  View profile

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  • sugeng5/9/2008

    I'm stabbed by each word...

  • sugeng5/9/2008

    I'm stabbed by each word...

  • Kady Burney12/14/2007

    Harry, you are a very inpsired soul. You seem like one of these ancient mystics who share with us mortals flashes of sincerity and perfection....

    Keep up the lovely work, and I am so honored that you e-mailed me to tell me of your new and upcoming poetry!

  • Harry Gunawan12/12/2007

    Hey thanks, I get fired up. Another poem's coming up. :)

  • Justice Lives Not12/12/2007

    Dude, this is DEEP! Good stuff!

  • Harry Gunawan12/11/2007

    Thank you for your support. :)

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