Crimson WarriorA Poem by PoeticVandalThey say war and battle is glorious. What do u think? This is my view.Beaten,bloody, battered and still In a crimson pool he lies, his strength is spent O' look yonder lies his scarlet blade Adorned with the gore of his many a kill O' how many like him have come and went Who with blood honour the allegiance they've made In the end nothing comes of their might and skill For in death's face they too must relent Its true songs and hymns of their glory are played But they are too far gone to feel its thrill In his last moments honour and glory have no sway As he lies still and life slowly slips away......
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StatsAuthorPoeticVandalDubai, Karama, United Arab EmiratesAboutI began writing almost 5 years ago, but not as much as i have in the past year or so.. Though I may have years behind me, I am but a hatch-ling in the world of writing...... That being said, please r.. more..Writing
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