Poem -
Dominion.
You claim victory ,
Within pools of bloody soils,
"you never questioned the dead"
A father, a brother, a son, a grandfather.
Bodies decapitated, mutilated,
Self righteous suicidal claim of fame,
No, "HONOUR"
"you never questioned the dead"
A father, a brother, a son, a grandfather,
"DEAD"
pieces of anguish posted at point view,
Cold reminder,
Echoing's of no remorse,
Brutal violation stallion horse,
No surrender be,
No breath taken more,
No more souls within,
Just piles of desecrated sin.
Supremacy's upheaval,
Forfeits bloodshed skin.
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Comments
Repentance and honor to those scarifies themselves in the historical battles.
Remarkable output.
Regard,
Ravindra Kumar
Thank you Ravindra xoxo
wow! you must have been in that zone when you wrote this: it moves the reader to ponder on the emptiness of war. at least in did for me. well written!
Haha i live in a zone, or maybe its a bubble, not sure which one, but it gets lonely, this was provoked out of feelings of deep loss, thank you so much for your comments, love to you xoxo