[Duratrix]

Poetry Of The Week #8
Theme: War and Peace

Note: ... War & Peace

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[ArchieBlaye]

Live Broadcast

He had the resolve
To do anything
He hold a dream
Just to be free

They told him to go
Take up in arms
"It's for the cause"
"Fight for your wish"

He then killed the first
Blood in his hands
Guilt overwhelmed
"What have I done?"

I have seen him mourn
Until the end
"What have I done?"
I turned off the cam

[liquidfreedom88]

The Battlefield Passion

The sound of the enemy's armies have heard,
I prepare my weapon as i come to their fortress to ambush,
one of them realize im there, i started my ambush and they are rushing out from their hideout

One... two... three... as i slaughter them one by one,
brought down by the mouth of my weapon,
the bloodlust in me keep howling for more,
they wriggling in pain on the ground as i slaughter them,
not the young or the old, i kill them flawlessly.

thus, i wait for the remain that still hiding around and greet them with painful death
my justice and peace shall reign on the land

epilogue :

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then i sweep the cockroaches's bodies after put down my
and spray down again on the lair at the corner kitchen's trash bin

[gundestiny]

Trials of Time

Burdened by the trials of time,
Can anyone even hear that chime?
It was the howl of the night,
Due to cries of the plight.

As a bullet soars through the midnight sky,
It carries a sinful word called Die.
I persist, ‘We don’t have to fight!’,
But some men are corrupt with fright.

‘Can I kill what I cannot forget?’
It’s that saying that makes me fret.
But alls what it took was a single bullet,
To end his life which he lived to the fullest.

Brethren pitted against in our prime,
And I am still burdened by the trails of time.

[the space cadet]

Rain

...who am I and where did I come from?
Actually, upon a simple
examination of the distance,
I must now ask where did we come from?

There must be some divine purpose for
this conclave- held secret from the world.
Curiosity, though, isn't shown
on the faces of those around me.

As we descend- or are we rising?-
I wonder why their demeanor is
so substantially pertinent, while
mine, I assume, is still disarrayed.

But do I dare disrupt my comrades
and query our reason here; dare chance
a dissonance among us who stride
gallantly foward to... war? That's it!

I need not ask my troupe- my brothers-
our reason; trust is imperative.
The wind, I now see, was sent here,
feebly, in an attempt to stop us.

But for one reason or another,
perhaps the inevitable fear,
I spoke my first words concerning our
journey- they went unawknowledged.

I'm uncertain why I've been ignored.
I'd ask again, perhaps louder, but
the ired temperament wouldn't
be worth my meager disposition.

The determination must be quite
strenuous for my fellow soldiers.
It's as if their intentness is just
horror... but what would be responsible?

As our destination creeps in, my
soul quickly fills with uneasiness from
the discernment of my troupes bleakness.
I simply am the last to become
aware of our eventual deaths.

[Teckniec]

Wake up



Make marijuana legal,
so we can all fly like a seagull,
onto bigger and better things,
is where we go,
you can all go, be my amigo,
stand by me,
I always wave, but you go right by me,
I look at you, like hi me,
you look away like bye me,
you act like I lie, me?
Not to myself,
you are you, well your kind of us,
and when we come together don't make a fuss,
living in fear is full of rust,
you must escape the must of lust,
you don't know what you want, trust.
If you trust no one you can't trust yourself,
and everything you feel someone else had felt,
all you can do is make the best of what your dealt,
you've been a slave your whole life, but cannot see the welts,
watch me make the fence, which is your whole world melt,
I want to help you but you've gotta want it,
I'll give you knowledge and watch you run it,
Run into the fire, not from it,
when you love all fear none, you won it.