In My Write

I write poetry too. Sorta…

January 8, 2008 · 1 Comment

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

Many who read the poem found it uninsteresting, mainly because it deals with war, for which normal people do not share my obsession.
I am yet sick so that is it for tonight. Next update will be tomorrow. Hopefully.
Currently listening to: The Beatles – With A Little Help From My Friends

 

 

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