A Silent SpectatorA Poem by PoeticVandalTwo warriors fight as a silent spectator watches.. Who is he ?
The arena is set,
So is the warrior pair, Their swords in hand their shield is clenched, On a sandy field their eyes like hawk's, Search their prey for a fatal flaw, Around them await their eager witnesses, I, one among them, share not their zeal, I come not for the glory of battle, My duty is simple, I lay in wait, The fight begins, my sight is keen, I care not for their reason, For such things are beneath me, I hear the clang of shields the slash of swords, They lunge at each other as lions, Hungry for victory, I can see it in their eyes, It is shed, Oh crimson blood, One has fallen, his defeat has come, His breath is slow as life leaves him, His hazy vision through teary eyes Shows him nothing but me, his new companion, His outstretched arm pleading my mercy, Cold eyes greet him, tell him there is none to find, For my name is Death..... And I come for my prize.
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5 Reviews Added on January 29, 2013 Last Updated on February 7, 2022 Tags: death, arena, last fight, final breath, destination, swords, shield, lifeblood, blood, defeat AuthorPoeticVandalDubai, 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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