The War Poem by Anusha Subramanian

The War

Rating: 4.6


The cold wind had swept away the kind hearts,
The vampires had occupied their peaceful mind,
With terror and fear in each eyes,
Blood shattered all over the place,
And peace driven out of the area,
The place indicated the landmark of War.

The warriors had used their magic wands called sword,
To steal the breathe of their opponent.
They had left their brains to rot, their minds to wander.
With no brains to think and mind to hesitate,
They had stuck in the magic wand into the opponent’s heart.

The sight of the blood flowing out of the corpse,
A few running to catch their last breathe,
A few trying to identify the injured from the dead,
And the silence of the grave yard indicated that the War was over.

The survivors had lost their friends and relatives, to celebrate their victory.
They had lost their family to love and care for them.
When they sat wondering, trying hard to remember the cause of the war at first place.
It is then they were stuck with the horrible truth:
“No animal hunt its own specie.
No bird prey on its own kind.
And only if humans realize this, will the word war vanish from the world.”

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

lovely...sad truth....we are human divided in race language and nation....the other killng are only physical man kills from his heart

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Shekhar Joshi 27 May 2009

sad but true...we the most civilized ones(as r v called) , are the only ones who hunt their own kind. good poem

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Lalitha iyer 02 June 2009

Well done, very nice..................

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premji premji 06 June 2009

anu, the last three lines are true eye-openers..............

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jaynae carmel 20 October 2009

this is a very great peom, i can feel the mixed emotions in this.....really great poem...anusha your very talented.

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Berit Syversen 16 October 2009

The poem touched me. The last sentence ought to by yelled out!

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Jen Capaldi 13 October 2009

a great work. well worded and very clever. very vivid and imaginative narrative poem that in each line cries out the final and telling conclusion to the poem and the ugly truths in it it bears as you put it... When they sat wondering, trying hard to remember the cause of the war at first place. It is then they were stuck with the horrible truth: “No animal hunt its own specie. No bird prey on its own kind. And only if humans realize this, will the word war vanish from the world.” only hindsight is 20/20 and even then there is still some blurrs. it doesn't take much for people to find the differences in each other but to ask them to find the similarities, well that it a much harder question. once people are able to see the similarities more than the differences and learn we are all the same in the end war will be a difficult thing to avoid because until we can accept each other there will be no respect for each other. no respect and you will continue to have all types of people warring over who is right or wrong, strong or weak, good or bad or any other reason they can accept in their theart. very prolific poem my friend.10 +++ Jen

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Subroto Chatterjee 10 June 2009

.......'And only if humans realize this, will the word war vanish from the world.” I agree. But humans don't seem to learn....they love to learn 'lessons' though...at a very high price. Cheers. Subroto

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Yll L 08 June 2009

war is horrible at times when one doesn't care about.... all they do is to destruct....beautiful! keep it up....

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