Rafay Ahmad Poet Blank verse

They Stood

And they stood once more,
Blood dripping,
Swords blunt.

Both gazed, ever on,
Eyes fierce,
Burning coals in the dark.

All around them,the land red,
Blood of enemies, all dead,
Men lay, as if in rest.

The field ploughed with swords,
Sown with souls,
Death's scythe harvesting each stalk

Cold is the blood,
That once ran through the veins
Of men,ever bold.

Sad is the light,
That illuminates,
Cruel reminder of better times.

One last clash,
Sparks flew,
And they stood no more.

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David William Breidenthal January 10, 2019 at 3:13 PM Wonderful poem - very intense and surreal. Thanks for sharing! -JWE

Mahtab Bangalee January 10, 2019 at 4:46 AM wonderfully said- Sad is the light,/That illuminates,/Cruel reminder of better times./// beautiful poem

Caren Krutsinger December 26, 2018 at 12:40 PM I was waiting for an uplifting ending, where it was a religious holiday and they put down their swords and walked away, not holding shoulders, but you know, still physically alive. I must say I was not disappointed. Welcome to Poetry Soup. The poet's ending is always the best Rafay!

Faraz Ajmal December 22, 2018 at 1:53 PM Ahh such a deep and lovely poem this is, I absolutely love reading it, well since you are new here, so I wish you a very warm welcome here on poetrysoup, I am sure thst you will enjoy your long stay here, good luck and continue to write