Trash

Trash

A Poem by Nobody.
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war

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Fire and lightning, from steel mouths, released,

Animal nature: primal, chaotic.

Scream hot battle hymns that spread like disease,

Feral and fatal: vile, necrotic.

Melodically intertwined with Hell,

Endless nightmare peals of the tortured ones.

Clear and frigid as a winter church bell,

Like metal melts at the core of the sun.

Enemies vaporized in the bedlam,

Forests set aflame and mountains collapsed.

Nothing can shield your ears from the war drum,

No force can pull your dread corpse from the scraps.

Tap your soul’s fingers on Heaven’s great gates,

And beg for your gods to quench the old hate

That takes and torches until all is ash,

And turns mighty cities to piles of trash.

© 2011 Nobody.


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The structure and form of this poem serves to intensify the message of chaos and disorder, by virtue of the stark contrast. Each quatrain is a masterpiece, and the final part of the poem brings everything together with an unrelenting image of futility, proving as fact: Nothing can shield your ears from the war drum.
A masterpiece.



Posted 13 Years Ago


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A scary thought Perhaps if we arent vigilant we might have to face this some day

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This was so brutal, reading it I felt like I was dodging bullets while trying to grasp some thing. The ending was freaking brilliant by the way.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I can picture the chaos as well as feel it when I'm reading this poem!
Every line spells chaos! Excellent work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

All in the name of peace, ironic isn't it? Nicely done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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they hear the war drum , I hear the raging guitar giving it voice .. ..

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

powerful in a hopeless kind of way, there's nothing that can save anyone from the crying out of metal that encompasses this poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a winner. Even the undeep soul can understand the pulse of destruction. Very well written.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Amazing and nothing else.
I love the raw emotion this provokes. ^__^

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow... i can really see your emotion in this poem.. and its well written... good work, keep it up!
*cocoabean*

Posted 13 Years Ago


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very intense and damning almost!! strong dark images spiralling around the place!! the cry of the war drum - people may close their eyes but that drum will not escape us!! powerful poem here!! brilliant!

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