Crimson daggers screech across still lakes;
The blood of many falls as ruby snowflakes.
The prisoners of war fall to their knees,
The anxious and content aching from disease.
Dust and White smoke scatters
There's screams to be heard,
The peoples dreams are shattered,
The hope of glory was misheard.
Quivering elders clamber down to the trenches;
As aqua blue water drowns their wenches.
The bruised and the battered run for the shore,
The blood thirsty solider urning for more.
Rainbows die in heart break;
Frosted painted tears,
What they do is for their sake,
Hidden, dying, fear.
Author notes
This poem is just a piece that i wrote with the thought of hope being smashed and sadness. its very imaginary and its not autobiographic in any way
What do you think
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I love it
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Wow. This is really stroung piece yew wrote! Great word choice! Really stright forword piece and this piece is soo full of emotions! I so totally love it!
....." Rainbows die in heart break;
Frosted painted tears,
What they do is for their sake,
Hidden, dying, fear..."
Thats sooo true! Wow. i really am in love with this poem [:
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Very strong and well written...great imagery and deep feelings of pain and suffering...very real to life for many...well done.
thank you for sharing.
mystic
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I like the way that you can connect to the readers eelings in this.You are right it is very imagry maybe but the thoughts were clear and the way you wanted the reader to interptet this is easy t understand.Great job.
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