Look at that strongest man walking, look at how bony his hand is, look at how vigorous his toes is, look at me, the deadliest man.
Shut your thought, as I shatter every people’s cocky minds, shatter and destroy their limbs
Look at people bowing their weak head onto my impressive chest, mumbling how great I am.
So rowdy, that’s my daily life as the strongest man.
A blind girl challenge me a combat today, screaming his-beaten-by-me-father, today.
I laugh at the blind girl’s face, mocking how dark her vision is,
how black her hair is,
then she tries to slap my shoulder, I don’t even try to dodge it,
Her weakness beyond any joke I can found.
Later she poke my other shoulder,
Our foot kick, shaping a cool X,
Flip our body, facing the vast sky.
Hand meet other hand,
Palm push other abdomen,
A good battle,
I win easily.
her open neck, I will broke her open neck,
her blind eyes look up to my face,
my moral kick in,
I didn’t do what I had to,
she stab my eyes.
Suddenly all my shoulder, my hand, foot feels like about to blow, she said, ‘I am the strongest.’
‘I am the master of blind combat,’
‘My suhu taught me how to be blind,’
‘You are a joke.’
Hand reaching her foot, swallowing my pride, ‘teach me be the strongest,’ begging her.
Gorgeous writing
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Really liked the imagery here, and the examination of our ideas of strength.
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Thanks Scott. ^^
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As Scott said, amazing imagery. Kudos 🙂 I wonder if you’d mind checking out my blog, too?
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Hello. thank you and I’m checking it 🙂
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I loved it ❤ I also wanted to say thanks for following my site. It is such an honor for me to be able to be connected with such a wonderful writer like you 🙂 I have lots to learn from you and I will be looking forward to reading more of your pieces.
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You’re too kind to typed that. 🙂 I’m crushing pretty hard on your gun lover poem. It has a big dark theme and driving imagination wild. Great job and I’m also pleased to have you following my blog.^^
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aww thank you so much 🙂
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This is really thought-provoking.
Strength is so multi-facitited, there is not one solid example of it, but many. 🙂
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That’s true though I didn’t think that much when I wrote it. I simply wanted to have a story with a twist, glad that it provoke your other thought :)) ps. really liked your mask poetry, like its very vivid, deep and amazingly true.
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You are mad-
Ophelia was mad and She died.
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funny the way you talk about your mother.^^
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My mother was hit by a train of ideas,
And I was born to die,
*before you say “wut?”
You make as much sense as I do.
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I was rude. Sorry. I’m in awful mood. Though the only Opelia I know was Caesar’s prostitute and Juxtaposing my death with a random prostitute’s death pissed me off, I shouldn’t bring that back to your Mum. Big apologize.
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I thought you were kidding so I joked back,
Rest assured, I was referring to Shakespeare’s hamlets mad Ophelia
And had no clue about Caesers prostitute,
A misunderstanding
But all’s well that ends well.
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ohhhh okay :)))) *doubling the sorry*
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Can’t find anything on ophelia the prostitute,
Better check back on the facts sin-
Or reply me the name of the book you got this info from
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idk, read that from a friend’s review months before. Not sure if Opelia or Ophelia.
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Ah Probably emperor Neros prostitute orgy army and not Caesar’s
Caesar was cool.
Diverted comment nevertheless,
keep writing, I’ll occasionally be reading.
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I feel like I was a part of this. Wonderfully done!
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Thank you so much! ^^
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You’re welcome!
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Awesome!
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Thank you!
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It a beautiful piece!
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Thank you! How are you doing? 😀
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I’ve been through worse. But I’m fine now and back. Will take a thorough look at your works tomorrow if that’s OK… I must commend you though; your consistency is enviable.
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Atta boy, its healthy to be stong! 😀 haha thanks, much appreciated
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Reblogged this on wwwpalfitness.
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I liked your writing. I found the play on words that suggests Hamlet not being trusting. It is a forum but here it is. http://www.enotes.com/homework-help/why-does-hamlet-send-ophelia-nunnery-68701
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Haha, thank you for the link 😀
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Beautiful writing, thanks for sharing it.
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haha, you’re welcome blackbird 😀
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