Drum Beat

Suresh

 

Drum Beat
03/16/2019

 

Distant,
it's another land
Someone else's war
Rumblings carried on the wind
Too faint

 

Far
Not my land
Still someone else's war
Now I can hear the explosions
Interspersing the beat

 

Near
It's distinct
Still not my war
Amongst a thousand
The sound of a single bullet

 

Close
Deafening explosions
Cracking, snapping, buzzing
By the millions leaving the muzzles
Whaling, screaming and even the whimpering
But the beat is constant

 

The beat is constant
The whimpering, the screaming,
The buzzing and the snapping
Those explosions they are
All in my head, and now
It's my inescapable war
And the drum beats
Constantly

 

  • Author: Suresh (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 17th, 2019 00:31
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 47
  • Users favorite of this poem: Night Owl
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  • Michael Edwards

    Love the way you have built this up to a crescendo - a darn good read Suresh.

    • Suresh

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    • Goldfinch60

      Good write and as Michael has said the build up is great.

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      • Nicholas Browning

        From one war to the next, fight on.
        Nice read.

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        • Night Owl

          Yes timely poem--I know I'm feeling this-- It's an intense collective time... eloquent write...

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          • Suresh

            We are no longer detached in this age of social media. It's not just someone else's problem. We are haplessly dragged into world affairs and those are no longer distant drums. Really appreciate the interaction.
            Where's the DOME OF SOLITUDE!

            • Night Owl

              Yes where is that dome!

              • Night Owl

                Yes I know this but I would like one in the world where I can actually live...I have lived in spiritual communities for a short time but they never quite fit...I suppose that's why nature comes the closest to the serene dome-- It shields me from harshness...One day I will return to the mountains...:))

                • Suresh

                  Soon, very soon, I shall start my journey and seek out that DOME OF SOLITUDE.

                  AND

                  With sharing your intellects will guide me ...... to the end

                  Thnx y'all

                  • Suresh

                    WHAT ONE DOESN'T FIND WITHIN THEM, THEN IT DOESN'T EXIST FOR THEM.
                    IT'S ALL A JOURNEY OF WHAT, WHERE AND WHY ---

                    • Michael Edwards

                      All forgotten sins
                      in the domes of solitude
                      Rise to the drum beat.

                      • Suresh

                        As all ENDINGS, MUST have a BEGINNING
                        For GOOD to exist, EVIL is inherent
                        TORTURED MIND demands reasoning
                        EFFECT is visible, so what was the CAUSE

                        What was the CAUSE
                        What was the CAUSE
                        Lay my head down, in
                        The comfort of PEACE
                        HARMONY and SERENITY


                      • orchidee

                        A fine write Suresh.



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