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Agrian Elegies (II)
II
Sons of war do not know
who their parents were
where were they born
in what godforsaken land
will they be found
while lying dead
in a muddy gutter.
They gain friends in spears
they take food by spears
with spears they lay
horrified women
and curious beasts.
Then
in a quiet autumn dusk
they devour busty mares
eating raw meat of warriors.
The names only remain of cities
streets
squares
and memory games
in which idle compete.
Imaginative and beautifully composed
Congratulations. I like this poem mainly for its imaginative approach and beautiful composition.
Muhammad Naveed Ahmed.
Pen name:Emmenay.
Yahoo email ID:Ambitious7
Initials: M.N. Ahmed.
Dear Nikola
Your poems are almost photogenic ... It fills me with sorrow ... I do not know which war is worse: The war between man and man; or the war between man and Beast ...
In the end both are a manifestation of the war between Darkness and Light ...
Your work is outstanding ... thank you. Myra