A tanka for all the gun crime and warfare in the world. About prompt: gunshot. One shot could last a lifetime.
Your love was like a bullet. A bullet that never wounded me,
nor hit me hard like a wall.
Instead it aimed for my companion,
so it was fate that brought us here now. I finally got the nerve to look at old poems I actively wrote during those painful times. I'm slowly revising them and sharing the ones I find most relevant.
One day the wounds will fully heal, but f... Like people, bullets come in all shapes, colors , and sizes. They can be good or harmful. Your words didn't leave a scar, but your actions did. Bullet words can be lethal. The brass that was heavier than steel It was there when you couldn’t feel
Just read it. It's pretttttyyyy gooooodddddd