Boy Back From War

By BoyBackFromWar

Hello my friends.
Hello my brothers in arms.
 
The cracks on your
gravestones are getting
bigger as years go by.
People pass without
even a glance at you.
 
I can still hear the haunting cries
of your mothers, sisters, wives…
 
Every night I dream of a cold night.
The night in which you
were swallowed by a fiery thunder.
But in my dreams I am
going with you… 

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Copyright 2016 BoyBackFromWar
Published on Wednesday, March 9, 2016.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: A dark and deep write. The last line is especially profound and powerful.

  • BoyBackFromWar On Tuesday, August 23, 2016, BoyBackFromWar (16)By person wrote:

    Thakn you, it really means a lot.

  • Slingnasty On Wednesday, March 9, 2016, Slingnasty (138)By person wrote:

    Wow. Resounding wow. Very deep. Write. Formulating Survivor's remorse. Spilling out in an awesomely deep well written Piece. !! Keep writing it!! Ty

  • BoyBackFromWar On Monday, March 21, 2016, BoyBackFromWar (16)By person wrote:

    Thank you for the feedback and encouragement.

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