In severe violation of all 3 of my New Year’s Resolutions, I have neither exercised, written anything or updated my blog since January 1st. Yeah… I broke the resolutions on the second day of the new year itself. I am so awesome. But, this time I have a perfectly valid excuse. Haha! I was sick. Fucking sick. Pounding headaches, sore throats, runny nose et al.
Anyway, I started writing poetry recently. The following is the first poem I have ever written. Well, there were those crappy ‘poems’ I wrote when I was 10, but let’s try to forget those…
Torvanin the Conqueror
A wall of shields, glinting spears aloft;
On the flanks, steel riders- majestic, resolute;
Golden standard at the fore;
The standard of Torvanin;
King, their King
A sea of expressions – the warriors’ faces
Fear, anticipation, even excitement – the young feel;
But the veteran knows the horror that is war;
And yet he too is not spared;
The fear, the anticipation, subdued but never gone
Facing them, another wall of shields and blades;
Prepared, the men are, to bloody the land;
The fruit of their sweaty toil;
The enemy nears, the command is given;
And thus the struggle begins
Rent is the air with the clang of blades;
The sickening crunch of metal against flesh;
The despairing cries of men;
Prey to the blade of the enemy;
The ground aflood with blood and bone
‘Tis but a bloody tug-of-war now;
Human walls pushing and shoving;
hacking and stabbing;
In the name of Torvanin;
King, their King
The visors are down, the lance levelled;
And the riders charge like rolling thunder;
The peasants break like brittle glass;
Trampled to the ground by steel hooves;
The Riders of Torvanin – mighty are they
And the battle draws to an end;
Victorious, are they again;
Another land to chant his name;
Torvanin the conqueror;
King, their King




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artinautita // February 8, 2008 at 10:49 am |
Nice site keep it up!
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