Ares Poems - Poems about Ares

Love is said to be so many things a man can define, an unexplainable, heart-warming and deep sensation filled with the tentacles of nostalgia, a feeling so selfish to react to and unselfish to share with one's soulmate, Anthony and Cleopatra would be smiling from their graves at the sight of this beautiful piece of...

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Ares by Hesiod translation by Michael R. Burch Ares, exceeding all men in manliness, bronze-harnessed charioteer, golden-helmed gladiator, strong-armed spear-hurler, dauntless shield-bearer, courageous of heart, father of warlike Victory, able ally of Themis and Divine Law, dauntless defender of Olympus, savior of men’s cities, scourge of the rebellious, sceptered king of the righteous, whirling your fiery sphere among...

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All is fair in love and war, For love and war are lovers. War and Love, those deities so fair, Aphrodite and Ares belong to one another. All is fair in love and war, For every soldier holds someone Closer than anyone ever before, and every lover has to fight for the person they...

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Born of Ares, In every life violent. Born of Ares, In every life brave. Bound to children of Love, Aphrodite’s daughters and sons. In every life devoted, to affection and protection. In every life his, those children of War. Born of the bloodshed, the chaos, and the courage that comes...

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Sappho Translations XIII by Michael R. Burch In these translations the fragment numbers are mostly Lobel-Page. All translations are by Michael R. Burch and should be so credited if they are used in any way, shape or form. Andromeda may have abandoned you, but I, Aphrodite, Queen of Cyprus, still love you, Sappho, as the sun illuminates...

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Oh god Ares, you magnificent brute You scour the field of battle in your blazing chariot Followed by the cries of anguish and despair Of your feeble enemies being crushed and sliced In your wake only blood and bones remain As you cross the field of battle As a living lightning bolt spreading fury and punishment You are the living fire sent...

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Out of the beginnings of a winter storm that would last for days A man clad in armor fashioned by Druids walked up in a gray haze He’s Walker the Warrior, a hush whispered into the crowd. He made barely a noise; his shield and sword silent, not a bit loud. I held my breath, for his reputation proves...

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An atrocity loose Across state of Ukraine Annexation Russian Arms raised in defiance Against staggering odds An iron curtain drops Agamemnon awaits...

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A Bit of Ares We begin to number the defining moments as we start the slide into a seeming oblivion Clawing away our innocence Sharpening our senses baring our internal fang uncannily unleashing the beast We crouch keenly surging with passion roaring our desires We start to prance with a reawakened hope we are prowling...

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SEE HOW YOU IS KNOW HOW YOU AM GONNA MAKE IT DIFFICULT SO I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU GONNA MEDDLE WIFF ME SO I CAN ERROR FORGOT HOW YOU ARE FORGOT YOU DON'T CARE TALKING AINT GONNA GET THRU TO YOU YOU WON'T MIND WHAT CAN I DO TENSIONS BUILDING GUESS THAT'S MY FAULT IF YOU DONE WHAT THEY TOLD YOU YOU WOULDN'T HAVE COME UP SHORT CHANGE FOR FIFTY IS TWO TWENTIES...

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EMBARRASSED AND SOMEWHAT ASHAMED IT BEST DESCRIBES THE MOMENT THEN WHICH IS NEITHER ...

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lust for greed displays loss of human nature - or - sin as a pasttime 15th July 2015 Checked howmanysyllables.com...

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If hell is the place to deprive men of their human nature the battlefield swarming with dehumanized souls is hell; and is in the real world, hell is the hungry stray dogs licking blood on corpses and vultures ingurgitating rotten flesh from the corpses scattered around on the ruins; then, it would be the place where Ares...

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Lift your chin, Focus your gaze because there, in the corners of the dark Is the Beginnings of Catastrophe. Be mindful where you place your feet, as you Dance through the Destruction. Disregard the bubbling Fear of Inquiry. You already have the answers to your questions. You know Destiny is Rotting and Hope is in Paralysis. No one, but you, knows the...

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Our valor you reward with scars and dread. The honors you bestow leave good men maimed. Though back from battle, lauded with loud cheer, the din of combat rings on in the head of each who’s seen things better left unnamed that slaughtered friends and comrades they held dear. Your vultures spread their wings in sun to dry the stench of...

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