To those who haven't seen, come gather,
To see a dance, a dance in fire.
Watch the pillars of darkness rise,
Hear the angelic warcries,
The pound of the daemon's war-drums,
Battlefields echo with angelic hums.
Light or dark, bloodshed's the path.
The darkened rage clashes holy wrath.
Those who've fallen, their graves doth wield,
Blood from off the battlefield.
Sing ye angels these warsongs,
Of love and might, of death and wrongs.
Third eye open to a battle scene.
Third eye closed tis but a dream.
Dream on in hopes you'll never see,
This darkness of reality.
It's but a dream on embers higher,
Of a dance, a dance in fire.
To see a dance, a dance in fire.
Watch the pillars of darkness rise,
Hear the angelic warcries,
The pound of the daemon's war-drums,
Battlefields echo with angelic hums.
Light or dark, bloodshed's the path.
The darkened rage clashes holy wrath.
Those who've fallen, their graves doth wield,
Blood from off the battlefield.
Sing ye angels these warsongs,
Of love and might, of death and wrongs.
Third eye open to a battle scene.
Third eye closed tis but a dream.
Dream on in hopes you'll never see,
This darkness of reality.
It's but a dream on embers higher,
Of a dance, a dance in fire.
In a list
A contest entry
- Pre-write Mania for all! Give me your favorites! by Salt Therapy.
375 points, ended December 28, 2007, 80 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
A song for all, but few understand. Please speak your mind.
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Those who've fallen, their graves doth wield,
Blood from off the battlefield.
Sing ye angels these warsongs,
Of love and might, of death and wrongs.
Extremely powerful and has wonderful flow. Some of the last lines reminds me of someone working so hard not to see whats going on, or someone who is meant to view the future but refuses to. Either way it f***ing rocks!

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Aye. Someone who 'sees' but does not wish to.
That is the perspective it is supposed to be told from.
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I like to dig through poetry, I believe in a good poem with layers and metaphors. I'm not exceptionally good at writing poems with layers but one of my favorite poets in here Aesthete2000 keeps me happy cause most of her poetry is layers with meanings. And I'm delighted to find I can dig through yours as well.
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Aye. I am glad that you choose to, as well as, I can read through your's.
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THAT IS F****** SWEET MAN!!!!!


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WOW Excellent the lines Third eye open to a battle scene. Third eye clsed tis but a dream. Is so powerful.
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Bravo!
-claps louadly- You my friend have a master pice on your hands, this was amazeing my favorite part is "Third eye open to a battle scene.
Third eye closed tis but a dream.
Dream on in hopes you'll never see,
This darkness of reality.
It's but a dream on embers higher,
Of a dance, a dance in fire. " it jsut sticks in your head with you, kinda like theres no escape you can hear it over and over "This darkness of reality.
It's but a dream on embers higher,
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Great Poem! I love it
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What I get.
Third eye open to a battle scene.
Third eye closed tis but a dream.
Dream on in hopes you'll never see,
This darkness of reality.
It's but a dream on embers higher,
Of a dance, a dance in fire.
I feel inner turmoil. Battling with one's demons. If you play with fire surely you'll get burned. If you play with ganja surely you'll get burnt. Everybody has their own demons, battles and wars. Inner turmnoil is a characteristic of the human beast. We are after all just an animal that became to ultra-cool for it's own instincts. Perhaps this is why the human race is such a mess?
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well done
well done kyle this is great hun, sounds great, i wanna go

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The language in this was interesting to note. I think that this was well written, yet I feel that it could use some garnishing, something extra to spice it up. I don't know what that is, though, and I think that it would be difficult to add, because, like I said, this was well-written, and you probably don't want to change the formatting and such. Anyway, the subject matter, as fantastical as it was, was still a bit interesting. Reminds me of the withces in "Macbeth". Good job.
~DKR
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*whistles* Talk about deep... I understood every bit and I know that this holds more meaning than some may not ever see... great work and keep it up... and remember.... everything can be changed... everything. We all have a path laid out before us... some see it... some are blind to it. Then there are the few who see it and no matter what find ways to move from it and make their OWN paths. You seen things before. Now try and see it from a different view and change it. Not all things can be stopped that I admit but the ending can be changed.


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This is deep
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Welcome to AllPoetry
A brilliant write that is filled with amazing imagery and has a fluid flow. Some may not take kindly to the use of old english however I feel it is fitting in this context. As the for the deeper meaning of this piece - it does elude me, but then it may be because I am in another place right now
and thus just won't get it. 
Glad to have you here at AP and please feel free to contact me or any online Greeter if you need help here at AP.
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Deep understanding... the flowing and pouring forth of these words upon the screen. The imagery is very well done. I could visualize each agonizing scream, the pounding of the death drums, the blazing heat and the acrid smoke that fills the lungs with the stench of burning flesh! Excellent work!
~Elizabeth~

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Your comment...
...was the one I waited on, and I didn't see it here all along. I wonder what you'll think of the other parts of "A Dance In Fire". I had written them for a reason, without thinking, and that is what I wanted to talk to you about. That, and another thing you helped me to realize.
Till next time Eruvande.
-Keoske Uriel-
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