Misguided angels struck them on their beauteous heights,
Then rotting frames collapsed in flames from carious heights.
Demons vie for rights to control and destroy the masses,
Commanding herds to slaughter from their devious heights.
Sheets of fire consume in the name of good intention;
A rain of steel tears homes apart from dubious heights.
Huddled against fierce wind and cold on the mountain slopes
Refugees watch their cities burn from various heights.
A wide-eyed child points toward flares and thunderous sounds;
His blood-caked mother cries beneath the furious heights.
Seekers of emptiness fall into abysmal depths;
Seekers of fullness fall flailing from hideous heights.
The simple answer stares the world in the face each day;
Seek neither deep and fetid pits nor glorious heights.
With half the world besieged, Zahhar, by war and famine,
How did you come to live amid such bounteous heights?
In a list
A contest entry
- Your opinion on the war by tarnishedheart.
400 points, ended September 17, 2004, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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Too much death...
I use to think I had a pretty good idea of what the war was about...now I am just asking why the hell does any of this matter...is it oil..is it political status...i don't give a shit anymore...too much death..too many tears...too many boys not coming home ...too many muslim children having to suffer because of all of this...in fighting terror we have become the terrorist....i can't look those people in the eye..simply because I know I am american...I hardly watch the news anymore...don't see the point...it's only getting worse...thought provoking write..great great write
KAY
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I love it. It addresses just about everything involved in war and asks the question so many should ask themselves..."Why was I so blessed as to have been born among the plenty while so many others are not?" Is there a reason? or is it all luck of the draw? I love your ghazals, they really get me thinking.
Absinthe
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wow!
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very well written, well done
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Leaders gain pride and normal citizens lose their homes, families and everything... I liked this very much so... it's packed with emotions and reality... I love Ghazals and you've mastered them so well... as far I'm concern this is a winner... good luck in the contest...
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This poems applies to wars where guns are used and wars of spirits, one trying to destroy another.
The metaphors worked very good here and so the descriptions of places and persons. They all together gave to this poem a very different tune than what I see in the most poems about war.
An excellent write Erin!
K&L,
Mari
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Very good. A fitting entry, though this form seems to convey little emotion to me. I really like what you are capable of with the ghazal. I enjoy each one I read.
Honestly, I like the descriptive nature of this piece, and of course, war will ever be a hot topic for me. I appreciate the difficulty one has with these, and I look forward to a time when I might try to pen one or two.
Thank you!
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