A cry unurged so deep, haunts about my soul so unfrigtened,
The voice which profusely blends & is heard aloud...
Is the groan that rose beyond the time enlightened.
Another turning point, another mystery time has to offer
The weary hearts agree as one as long as they don't shatter
Deeper are the wounds bruised so brutually,
Another unexplained enigma grasps sorrow tearfully,
The [un]fair decisions they made to strike EACH down,
The higher were they assisted to injustice - none frowned
Beyond the counts of years, haggard moves they had made,
Hands in Hands blew the rest - such examples they laid
None of the sacrifices could melt the stone hearted,
They fought, they gasped & died. . .
Bestowed with a dirt held tomb stone & some wet soil,
Endless courage & their lives under the reckless' boot of turmoil,
A picture of terror, blood reddened soil, area too vast;
Innocents or victims carrying sword injuries all about the battleD-field,
sighs and gasps when heard, few cries moaned out of pain unbearable,
Few scattered silently dead - very stable
Some perhaps muttered to themselves before they headed for peace.
With due honor they were martyred & burried indeed.
Each one sauced in gore looked so proud...
It was then, the [patience of] silence in the field decided to break the ice,
And wind mourned whistling over their dreadful demise.
Heaven ahead was the journey they had only set off for,
Every individual gripped keys to the EDEN at surprising ease,
With regarded honor under the wet ground pushing daisies. . .
Their courageful attempts did make a difference indeed,
In freedom finally their families breathed..
Along the list of graceful patriots they're remembered always,
Yet another morning 'nd the Sun sets new ways. . .
The sake of independence had had infinite lives rendered . . .
Engrossed with mild thoughts optimism wanders,
Our nation brave troops, the real men, gladly whisper
"Us To A Fast Flight, unjudged - rewarded as the EDEN holders"
4.35am - 5.45am
April 21st, '08
Mansoor A.
Author notes
Its just about those innocent courageous people who sacrificed their lived for the independence of my dear country, who did any possible effort to acquire a piece of land where about they could live according to their religious, cultural ways and could have freedom from the slavery of their enemies. It's simply dedicated to those beautiful martyers all the way.
I salute you all!
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i'm sorry, i tend to notice spelling errors...
unfrightened, battleD-field?, capped Eden? nation"s" brave troops...
Very moving piece, almost as if you'd been there. My brother just got out of the military, he'd been in Iraq for a year. -
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and unfrightened is spelled correct.
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umm, in the first line it's not, it's spelled "unfrigtened"
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i appreciated you pointed out the capped Eden and unfrightened. and nation's' brave troops.. I have to correct the nation's thing, but EDEN has a solid reason and i just had to make it capped. Islam says, the martyrs are rewarded with Eden/Heaven and they enter the heaven unjudged. And as far as battle'D' field is concerned, a battle field is known to be the place where a particular battle takes place where two enemies face each other in a vast area, but the picture i drew here is of a place where it just happened, it maybe the place where they lived, maybe the fields where they cultivated crops, maybe the place where they would just move around. The enemies broke in and it laid the picture of a battle scene.. i hope i made myself clear? if you still have questions, you must write to me. I'll be with equal humbleness reply to you
When i'm writing poetry particularly deep poems, i vary in styles, and its very much unlike. You should look at other writes, you'll find such things, try to observe the reason behind capped words.
God bless
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a good poem with some great imagery the only suggestion i have for you here is not to capitalise each and eden ?
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