Retaliation has commenced
This battle I will prevail,
A mission I must complete
To accomplish not to fail.
No mercy, no sorrows...
No more tears,
Creatures of mortalities
Cannot be feared.
My heart perceived insightfully
But will overcome the pains,
The soldier in myself marched
For the honors I have gained.
I've learned to separate
My heart from my mind,
Destroyed and take over
All that made us blind.
Courageous as I am,
I stand as a warrior...
Victory in my hands,
Therefore, I am a true survivor.
Nice, out of all 3 I like #2 the best! ! ! Happy writing...
'Blood Stained Memories' - Chapters 1,2, and 3, - are a rich contribution to the 'Love as War' subgenre of Love Poetry. I like the way you called love 'a weapon of mass destruction, ' and I can relate to the Speaker's having separated her heart from her head. These poems are grim; but all too often love is, too.
I was disappointer in thid unltimate Chapter.The final fived lines border on cliche.
Highly above mundane...Soaked with vanity fair and weeping nights...Great Work Dear...
'The soldier in myself marched' That's very braved, a lovely job!
'The soldier in myself marched/for the honours I have gained.... ' pointing the way onward to victory, discipline of thought.
are you in the army or something like that? you sound like a true warrior! ! ! ! this is beautiful! ! ! i love it! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
have to agree with james...your soul speaks your pain..your writing style, I like very much...thanks for sharing...blessings