In this age that knows no fear
Death is distant yet so near
What is this life if full of dare
We have no time to stand and care
Fellow brothers up in arms
Bereft of love devoid of charms
Evil designs of scattered seeds
Bodies strewn in the killing fields
Blood boils on the images shown
Faces with their innocence mown
The world comes to a standstill
God moves in for the kill
Emotions run high and dry
Vultures listen to a muted cry
Eyes pop out to greet
Death agrees to meet
In a second an unknown life bids goodbye
Unable to fathom the truth from the lie
One piece here and another one there
Within seconds we are deposited up there
Author notes
Bombs explode-Bourses download-Time flies-Government lies-Everything unusual-Life as usual-Common man-the also ran-Pig in the sty-Lolling in self pity-hurt,frustrated,decimated-burst,destroyed,demented
Please tell me what you think
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Words bring thought to meanless acts
I am glad to be brought back to life by your words, you were the first to read me and now I have found my feelings, if not my thoughts from reading you again. Such saddness makes my blood black bile in my soul. I am not proud or happy now but I may be more alive than previously was thought. -
OMG...itz jes awesum....i luvd d way u started wid d scenario 2day.....abt death constantly lurkin behind us....n den went on 2 justify y u sed so..
gr888 write!
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Bravo!!!
This is a real piece of heart-felt work. Best of luck in all you do!!!
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I enjoyed this poem because it's both unique, and thought provoking. I can't say I agree with everything one hundred precent, but I really liked the opening lines in this poem. It was very attention grabbing - glad I got the chance to read it, will look forwards to reading more of yoru work in the future
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I'm wondering why
You separated your author's notes from the poem?! The segue has enough connectivity... I think you could have just kept the A.N. written as they are, but make them the last paragraph of the poem. It'd be cool.
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The sad nature of the world, you have described it with power and with venom and with sadness, it leaves me sad but there is no denying it happening.
C
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In this age that knows no fear
Death is distant yet so near
This poem makes me very sad actually. I can't bear to think of death and things of that nature but it's hard not to when people are dying. Can't just ignore it, I like this poem. Thank you.
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What is this life if full of dare
We have no time to stand and care
Those lines are familiar to me
as
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
penned by the great poet, William Henry Davis
Leisure
William Henry Davies
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare
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Yup
Leisure is my fav and yes the similarity is purposely drawn whence in today's age which is full of bravado rather than bravery we the people do not have the time to stand and care
The antithesis of what W.H.Davies propounded is a stark reality to the current the present the quagmire that we find ourselves to be in
Trust the same clarifies and hope you do not take offence to this
warm regards
Shubs
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No, indeed, the poem you penned was powerful and a credit to any poet.
Be well,
Slayer
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'Blood boils on the images shown
Faces with their innocence mown
The world comes to a standstill
God moves in for the kill'
normally i don't like rhyme schemes this regimented, but you pulled it off very well. great imagery
i think you meant "moan" instead of "mown", no biggie though
great work
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Aye, the world is madness, as you say. Each day's newspaper headlines bring new horrors to our minds. You say it well, fine poet Sir.
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The world comes to a standstill
God moves in for the kill
Emotions run high and dry
Vultures listen to a muted cry
You paint a haunting picture here, and thoughts that many share.
Death is distant yet so near; it is sad that as a race we have become numb to the images of death and war on our screens, whilst worrying on the inconsequential details of our own lives.
Excellent write.
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The world has become apathetic and this itself is so pathetic
Pockets are filled and rockets are billed
we have become too material and too immune to the wars that should be fought in our minds first and then on the streets of doomsday
thank you so much for your wonderful comment-Shubs
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