Pen in my hands
Ink in my veins
Writing on blank sheets
Telling you my pains
Show you my heart
Revealing my scars
Preaching my soul
Above to stars
Innocence no longer
Hatred never more
Eternal love within
This I swore
Brave fallen warrior
Upon the battlefield
Gods taking pity
Raising his shield
Long cruel war
Lasting thirteen years
Raw blood spilled
Revealed within tears
Tiredness in his soul
Ache in his chest
Victory has been achieved
By Gods 'tis blessed
The sun shines again
The rivers run course
Shiny tears run down
To cleanse all remorse
Dropping his shield
Removing his vest
Falling on soil
Passing life's test
Tears run once more
By different reason shown
The sun shines again
Revealing his heavenly throne
The war is over
A warrior no more
One rare smile shown
Releasing his roar
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Author:
Agiel (
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- Comment from author about the poem: After 13 years fighting Severe Depression, the battle has been won. In that light, I figured I should share how battles no matter how long or short affect us all, but they are not unwinnable. I did it, you can do it too.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Beautiful and powerful. Thank you for sharing this.
Thank you for your lovely comment.
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