Sometimes, it’s easier not to run.

Surrounded by adversity,

the warrior dismayed;

relinquishes his will for flight,

and anger is displayed.

No more will he surrender ground,

for the sake of heaven’s gaze;

unable to accept that fate,

has given him these days.

Once he might have turned away,

and vacated this poor ground;

but ire and anger doth collide,

and battle cries do sound.

Here I stand, defiant!

The combatants heady cry,

with blood and tears upon his face;

he gave his all and died.

The mourners all have gathered,

to euologize his life;

all then did notice there,

the absence of his wife.

3
Liked it
Comments (5)
  • UncleSammy on Jan 7, 2011

    Nice share, see around

  • Jimmy Shilaho on Jan 7, 2011

    Very powerful.

  • PSingh1990 on Jan 7, 2011

    Nice Share.

    :-)

  • Guy Hogan on Jan 7, 2011

    I wonder where she was.

  • lxdollarsxl on Jan 7, 2011

    Not really sure to say about this but i guess, or hope that love could not let her go being too painful

Leave a Comment

Hi there!

Hello! Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!

Find the Spot

Loading