The Remnants of War

Scars of a war

Haze of scarlet mist now pocketed

the blotted patches of sunny baldness

whence life retched on an ochre field.

Rusty silver stars on his proud shoulder

gleamed in the grace of moist vapors,

the last breath; death’s touch revealed.

Smoldered copper mingled in his blood;

Life tasted sweeter; immortality he shed.

                                                            Fate’s side of the coin

                                                            Let not those eyes witness the devil’s lair

                                                            slip not into a wild dream, it aint any fair.

                                                            Far away in the cradles of a spring so blue,

                                                            red rubies born of an angel’s eye await you.

                                                            The hands of the clock lie; time is still tender

                                                            Lose not hope, let the magic of God render

                                                            what you have lost here, that you may find

                                                            Awaken O fallen soldier, leave not us behind.

Wrath of destiny’s blade

Swing to the tunes of my mystic mime

loosen the hold, let peace flow through.

Deeds done have now answered his call,

the gates of heaven ajar; wait upon you.  

As memories stain our blistered hearts,

lend me your soul, walk the final mile.

In your absence, as remorse finds shade.

Like open wounds, we will bleed a while.

                                                            The edge of darkness

          As fate and destiny vie on his death bed,

                                                            sunset seemed serene under his gory eye.

                                                            Nature stood still mourning his demise,

                                                            Years of fight now seemed all a dirty lie.

                                                            Shards of pledges now adorned his gaze,

                                                            Happily ever after; just a famous telltale.

                                                            O’r a silent sky as dawn spread her wing

                                                            death held her charm; sickly smile so stale.

     

~ The Fate of Destiny ~

Destiny never was any mistress too kind

innocence masked spite; millions left blind.

Stokes desires; a myth of the crimson light.

lo! beneath creeps the shadow; it aint fright.

Grab courage, stab the devil deep in the chest.

fear not any mutiny; soothe the soul to rest.

For, death comes naught. just broken peace,

At a morbid smile would it untimely cease.

PS: Fate and Destiny. The two dark creatures lurking in the dark playing the foul game. Here lies a soldier mortally injured and awaits death and they take him on a walk down the memory lane. Fate wants him alive as she feels he has still lot many years to walk the land while destiny feels he has fulfilled his task for which he has been put here. He feels the fight for survival all these years has been frittered away as death approaches him. The broken promises to the people he loves makes him think Destiny never leaves you to your dreams; it always haunts you to your end.