Warriors Previel
By HeadpatSlut
Warriors Prevail
The force which drives us on and
on-
Through fire, snow, and rain-
Beyong our deaths, it's never
gone-
It drives us through the Pain.
Though flames will
scorch our flesh away-
We vow to carry through-
Though Frost
will chill our bones today-
We always shall stay true.
Although
as one we fight, we strive-
As one and yet as many-
Fighting
just to stay alive-
So few of us, if any.
This Individuality-
That rages in us all-
To never know conformity-
Our blades
will never fall.
Driven by Love, or Hate, or Will-
We're
pushed beyond the Veil-
And closing in upon the kill-
We warriors
preveil.
As Death prepares our solemn grave-
We live,
defying Death-
And as they take more than we gave-
We'll laugh
with our last breath.
We'll curse you and your wretched lives-
As the wolves rip us apart-
For in the End, nothing survives-
But the passions in the heart.
Author's Note:
Another Oath/Vow I wrote.Comments on "Warriors Previel"
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A former member wrote:
Simply brilliant~
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A former member wrote:
I think you should match the spelling of "previel" to that in the poem. Interesting concept... to avoid conformity.... wouldn't that require denying all previously conceived ideologies and semiology? It seems that often in our desire to avoid conformity we conform to an ideal of a non conformist....
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On Monday, February 28, 2011, HeadpatSlut
(257) wrote:
I don't really think so, because I see the act of Conformity requires that one conform in whole, so long as we go about as we please with one or two things amiss, it is individuality, even if it is descended from previously established things.
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A former member wrote:
I absolutely love the medieval feel to your writing, makes for not only great poetry, but great stories in each piece. Keep writing and I will keep reading.