War Without End

by The Queen of Spades   Apr 12, 2007


Blood streaming
Forgotten child
A maze of pain
Within the wild

Bruises find
Without a map
Their way to strife
And cold mishap

Tears, they sing
From innocent
Creating bodies
Broken, bent

Voices, grating
Forming sorrow
Leaving helpless
For tomorrow

It is a game
That hurts the head
Hurts a world
With dark bloodshed

And lurking 'round
Every bend
Is land of misery
Without end.

    report violation
0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 17 years ago

    by Sole

    I liked this poem. It seemed to flow well for the most part, although a few lines appeared to be a little out of rhythm.

    The meaning was both strong and well delivered. I have a passion for peace, and this poem put that feeling across incredibly well. Excellently written.

    Sole. x

  • 17 years ago

    by hiddenimage

    This is very good 5/5.

  • 17 years ago

    by geeeeee

    "Tears, they sing"

    It may only be 3 words in a line for some. But to me these words hide a strong message behind them. There are so many unanswered cries, we ignore them. "When people wake up to the reality of this world that is when we will start to see change"-ME

    I dont believe that this will ever happen
    Your right. War will never end

    Take Care,
    Bonnie
    x

  • 17 years ago

    by Gasttlee

    Perfectly expressed! 5/5

Read All Comments (4)

More Poems By The Queen of Spades