I have tasted the blood of my soul,
bitter and poisoning the mind.
I have drowned
in a sea of acid tears,
consuming the flesh of that
which I thought I was.
Wrongs, perceived or real,
causing comrades in war
to brandish their blades
against the other
leaving the enemy laughing
while they cut each other to pieces
The mêlée persists
bruising hearts, bashing souls.
Swords of words, slashing.
The psyche, clubbed by actions,
struggles to maintain lucidity.
Shields of emotion shattered
lay strewn like trees laid to waste
by the torrent of this storm of emotion.
I’ve grown weary of this fight
born of love and betrayals
insidious consummation.
Mortally wounded are the hearts,
those frontline soldiers
in the war of love and pain.
I lay down my sword,
casting away the remnants of my shield.
Your dagger edges near my heart.
Push it deep, twisting hard,
that I may leave this realm
in search of happiness and peace.
Or lay down your blade
and let us once again be one.
Jason Yarbrough
Copyright March 30, 2006
Author notes
First piece in a while.
Written March 30th, 2006
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You did an excellent job on this poem. Hey, haven't seen you in a while.
Write on.
~*~SP~*
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good tactic...get the enemy to fight amongst themselves
lot less work to be done to obliterate them then.
there's a lot of room for thought and interpretation in your poem...i like that. could be an internal war or external.
glad to see you back with a poem
i applaud the poet and the poem
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Great write
This is great. The tale of war and the consequences it may have upon the soul. Bodys destroyed, blades flying, great imagery. I love the ending especially, as for the war to end someone must lay down first. To achieve peace we must make ourselves vulnerable first, which, I guess is why a lot of the time we may never achieve peace. No one is willing to lay down their "swords" first. Bravo!!
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i am so sorry for the narrator of the poem. i can only hope whoever the "frontline soldiers" may be can resolve their conflicts without much further bloodshed. but life is hard! beautifully written. honestly worthy of its 17 points promotion. please, addressee, lay down your sword and be merciful.
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wow, I can really relate to this...reminds me of a Pat Benatar song kinda...ha..love is a battlefield. Very interesting imagery.
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wow this was an amazingly awesome write it is just....wow!!! you did such a great job on getting your emotions across on this write and that emotion really drew me in and helped me connect on this write it is truly amazing and i loved how much imagry you put into this peice its like every word is painting another part of this amazing picture you really did an amazing job on this write thankyou for sharing it with me on allpoetry and please keep up the amazing work
vampiry julianna -
Once the battle has been fought its hard to find the strength to go on, whether you win or lose. (if there is any s uch thing as winning).
good to see you back. Hope to see more
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this would make for a lovely song the battle song of love keep writeing
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Omg i'm crying. I'm so glad you're back!!!! and I'm here for you!! you know that!!! aw Jason you made my day!!! YAYYYYY!!!!
love always buddy!!
Rosita!!!! -
Great write. The imagery is very lucid. I think that often times, once the battle gets started , it is a battle in and of itself, and sometimes we forget waht we are actually fighting for, or about. Very deep and great imagery used. {Perhaps you should send it to President Bush. ? ) Ok, just kidding- - -but it was a great write anyway.
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I was so happy to see you writing again, Ive missed you so much. Your poem is great as usual. You made my whole day by seeing your name back in print, keep on writing Jason you have such a great talent. Miss you
Suzanne -
hnh, I like this a lot. A bit hard to read with the text being black and the background. But a great poem nonetheless. I like the imagery of the shields of emotion...great piece!
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I am glad to see you at Allpoetry again. I am going to read through it again. This seems to be about a self struggle and a struggle with an enemy. You have been beaten and have surrendered to the blade of another. Perhaps. Or perhaps I am in entirely the wrong tree.
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Beautiful... you have a way with language!
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Wow, the is a great piece of work I really enjoyed your analogy to war and your word choices were great, very descriptive and thought provoking - you need to keep going with this.
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