The Soldier Purgatory Poem by MPOETB ( The Enigmatic Bard ) .

The Soldier Purgatory



From a distance like a bird
One could only image a land of dreams
Falling tinted sunburst autumn leafs
Evergreen pasture of a painted forest
Flickering fire dances with embers

The ochersta sound of thunderous cannons
Hailing drums of the raining shells
Smouldering ashes tangled in blind man smoke
Screaming burns echo with a lost soul of hope
Inferno oven of Wildfire closes the doors
Twitching flames flickr, fade
Whispering winds flowing haunted pride
They shall not pass
They shall not
They shall
They
'ILS NE PASSERONT PAS'

Monday, April 5, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: war,death,world war i,horror
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The battle of Verdun would of to be one of my favourite battles (of WW1) . I tried to put into just that second before the Germans fired the cannons. At the same time have the fire slowly starting. While soilders were trapped in all of this. They still tried to keep there ground.-
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