War and History Poetry posted December 27, 2009

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Ravages of War

by AlvinTEthington

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I miss the sound and feel of your embrace,
Although I know that some things cannot be.
A love which was not never comes to pass--
Beyond our lust there was no fire from you.

I miss you more than time or space can tell;
I wake up in the night and call your name.
I think I view you on the street each day--
Alas! It is a stranger with your form...

Your silhouette still haunts me even now;
I see your beauty in the windowsill.
Your soul still lives inside my mind and heart;
I dream of you in dark of pitch black night.

Your youth expired long before its time
When ravages of war brought home the pain;
The flag-draped coffin shut its lid on me
And I became a shadow of myself...

I do not have the courage to commit
A suicide; yet a ring I still wear,
For I am bound to you eternally
Yet I am but a shade in Satan's hell...

Before you left, you said to me that I
Meant nothing to you; I was just a fling
That I should now forget you while I could.
My soul stung as if in a hive of bees,

Although you slipped a ring upon my hand--
A symbol of strong friendship you opined.
"Let's see what happens when tomorrow comes."
You knew when you came back you would be dead.

And now I mourn and pine the hours away
In purgatories of my own design.
I long for just a moment of your touch--
But with your death, the gate of my heart closed.

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