From gaze afar,
and creeds so near,
skins broken, bloodied,
in lands once dear.
Storms hath ravaged,
till death we strive,
in broken twisted egos,
only roses shall survive.
In a list
A contest entry
- Abstract Art by Errant Panther.
450 points, ended August 31, 2008, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Contest entry all thoughts welcome :-)
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Hi dear brother..so good to get back to your poetry...and truly this is one of your best! It brings home the ravages of war, and the heroes of it...my interpretation perhaps but the roses are their lives..How wonderful the words, and you for writing it!
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Beautiful, yet sad and melancholy...
I love the poem itself, but the imagery & graphics are awesome!! Thank you for sharing this li'l gem, and congratulations on the emerald cup!! Peace 
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Such a beautiful yet sad and lonely piece of poetry my friend. I enjoyed the read and found it leaving me with many impressions of it's meanings. great work.
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I think this short yet powerful write speaks volumes about todays world. Greed, lust and the idea that .. It is all about me. Where are the Mother Teresa's of the world?
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hey bro i did this same contest i do belive you deserve the trof its an amsone poem it defantly relats what the pic but its also in my eyes tells a story you did alsoem nice bro nice
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WOW what a great write. A perfect write for the prompt. Congrat on the trophy...a definate winner.
I love "only roses shall survive" very powerful.
Nevadapoet
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Amazing take on the prompt with flawless, unforced rhyme making it all the more beautiful...
COngrats on the green
Lynda
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pain shed from one soul can breed a flood of emotion, it such release of emotions that allows hope to rise from the ashes.
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i have twisted my ego several times and faced death too, so the storms survived and roses come up through the mud and clay and manure too...
this is a cleverly worded short poem, has many layers ... well done
Gilly.xx
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