The Song Of A Soldier. (An Original Poetry)

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We have paused,
breathless from retreating
and heavy paintings.
we have weighed our remorse
in shekels and tons
sheathed our glassy daggers
and succoured in falling boughs
until the noise of terror
has echoed past
like a thousand chariot

In this war,
our battle is lost
and our ego is dust.
in a jiffy,
we're running blindly
caught by thorns
and pricked by stones
seeking retreat
as air to our lungs
like our lives are ending soon

We have stopped,
looked at the miles behind,
picked up our shattered hope
like splintered eggs
beyond redemption
and behold, the war is not lost
we have been valiant
as sparrows gliding amidst arrows
unfazed by smoking flesh
and limbless corpses

In foreign mirrors
we are dying cats
masquerading as lions
the horn is blown
and fright is born
gnashing teeth and doubting tongues
we see broken warriors
brandishing defeat
on their brows like a trophy
when they clouds is only opening
and we're rearing to go again.

STALEMATE; we're at a standstill
our fire, burning briskly
in pouring blizzards
tomorrow again awaits
for today is tired
of blood and sweat
rain and rainbow
and the piercing screams
of dying men
on gaping rocks

Today we begin
for victory is written
in opaque places.
in mammoth moments
these faceless wraiths
will be vanquished.
and home will beckon
in the mildest of manners
like the bosom of our wives.





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This is lovely brother. Nice poetic language @josediccus

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