Confession poems are widely popular all over the world due to the special mental stages described in the poem. People do a plethora of mistakes in their daily life without considering other persons interests or emotions. Nowadays criminal minds are rising in the young generation. Thus parents should take additional care for controlling their young children. Confession poems not only give a picture about the confession of a criminal but also hoe through each sin the criminal engaged while the criminal trying to conquer the world. Some people are involved in crimes due to their circumstances. The law is very strict however, few criminals and gangsters escaped from the law from giving bribery. Thus, the government should take adequate measures to avoid these kinds of lapses. A prisoner must be engaged in good fruitful activities in the jail so that he pr she may not be haunted by their previous crime and sins. Confession poems reveal the emotional play of a criminal’s mind.
Guilt and darkness all around
The light of the firefly fades
The look of Snail sitting on the wall
The spider spreads its web and waits for prey
The roaring of the sea in the background
I glanced at my hands
The thick blood clots
Heartbeats in the vessels
The sins mentioned in the confessional are few
Today I am calm against something
I am looking for an anchor on a sailing ship
I am the eagle that catches the prey ready
There are many sins committed along the way
The widow’s purse was stolen
Betrayed a close friend
Stole the coins from father’s pocket
The grocery store figures were manipulated
I wandered again to reach the heights
I became the leader of a gang
Killed the children by poison
Opened the treasury of the church
Escape from the eyes of the police and the court
The bloodstain became a collective companion
The faithful mother cheated me
I lost my own name
I am only number in the jail
Waiting for the death penalty in the windy prison
The old money and glory were lost
The confessional cage is haunted by unspoken secrets
The killed faces appear in the mind
The stench of dead bodies wafted through the nose
Am I a thief or murderer?
Moments to climb the death rope around the neck
The executioner covers the neck and pulls a rope
At the last breath, the mother’s face appears on memory
During my childhood, I have visited a prison as a part of my camp activities along with my camp members. There I saw so many prisoners and I had a conservation with them. Some prisoners are confessed to the crime they did. But I was surprised by seeing a middle-aged man who explained his crimes very confidently and proudly. He killed his wife and involves in some kind of smuggling works. I saw the joy in his eyes when he was telling his story. Then I realise that this man did not have any guilt about his past crimes. This incident forced me to write confession poems so that people will not do any criminal activities. I hope these confession poems are an eye opener for the criminals who live luxurious life in our society.