Magic Box

Rookie - 0 Points (September 3,1992)

Battle Wounds - An Ode To Shahzia Batool - Poem by Magic Box

There is a war that I wage at every night
With my biggest enemy, Myself, I fight
Its a grave challenge, A test of my might
The repercussions of my soul's poor plight

In the bridge to sleep, where he sits upright
Grabs my hand, then he holds me tight
Weighing my wrongs than all my right
He gives a push and I fall from that height

While my sky turns into poisonous white
His laugh echoes as he's a fading sight
My heart has gone in his painless bite
Startled knowing I'll never wake up to light


Poet's Notes about The Poem

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Comments about Battle Wounds - An Ode To Shahzia Batool by Magic Box

  • Gold Star - 9,642 Points Bri Edwards (1/10/2014 6:32:00 PM)

    you left out blight and fright, BUT it's all right. [first i spelled it 'alright', but after a little online research i found alright is a misspelling]
    thanks for sharing. :) bri (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 9,023 Points Geetha Jayakumar (12/17/2013 5:15:00 AM)

    Once again Powerful write and lovely ode to shahzia..Loved reading it. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Passionate Reader (12/4/2013 10:07:00 AM)

    A brilliant work! ! !
    You grabbed the readers' attention from the start.

    There is a war that I wage at every night
    With my biggest enemy, Myself, I fight

    Indeed a powerful write! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 25,038 Points Valsa George (12/4/2013 5:15:00 AM)

    A great dedication and a powerful write! Yes my biggest enemy is myself! For this weighty write, I give you a 10 (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,733 Points Dinesh Nair (12/3/2013 9:00:00 AM)

    A fine ode indeed! Let Shahzia learn from it and rise again like the paradoxical.... A good write from Aswath who lives in a shell of odds at times. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Hina Narjis (12/2/2013 9:27:00 AM)

    With my biggest enemy, Myself, I fight
    .
    Weighing my wrongs than all my right
    .
    Startled knowing I'll never wake up to light
    .
    Written on a unique idea...war with one's own-self...beautifully worded poem...wounds r in the 4m of mental agony...invisible 2 others but ever-fresh 4 the sufferer... (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,276 Points Shahzia Batool (12/1/2013 8:30:00 PM)

    It touched bhayya
    Thank you so much for turning an ordinary day into a special one!

    Regards (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Rutt Ragnarsdóttir Hjaltalin (12/1/2013 1:42:00 PM)

    i really love this one! How the hardest battles are not always with you'r 'enemy' but yourself! keep up the good work! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 1, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, December 2, 2013


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