Silvery Shine Poem by Zyw Zywa

Silvery Shine



The war happened to me
the hostile people
my neighbours and family
I have to

take my loss
anyway

The dark is teaching me
to accept
that I am invulnerable
there is no need to flee

my soul is my asylum
if I kill, I kill lovingly

with a silvery shine
around my duty
which is not a mirror
of their motives

Monday, March 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: war and peace
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
India (Delhi 1200 vC - Mahabharata, Arjuna)

Arjuna = Silvery shine

Krisjna = Dark

Collection "Short Sermons" # 20
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