Swords
On the icy moonlit ground
They will tremble with the count
Slow and heavy steps are heard
And the clashing of the sword
Hear the terror of the swords
Iron swords swords swords
Even sharper than the words
With the deaf and frantic fire
With the desperate desire
They will shiver with affright
In the startled ear of night
Hear the rust within their throats
Silver swords swords swords
For every sounding cell that floats
With the crystalline delight
In illuminating light
They would clang and clash and roar
What a horror they’d outpour
Hear the anger of the swords
Golden swords swords swords
Cutting all the silent cords
With the mercy of the fire
They will take you higher higher
How they groan and how they moan
With the sound of monotone
Hear the violence of the sword
Bloody sword sword sword
How many lives she had ignored
Screaming mad alarum bells
How the danger sinks and swells
It’s the terror they foretell
With eternal their compel
Hear the silence of the sword
Lonely sword sword sword
~ DS
I really liked this poem and i think it is really professional. If i didn’t know it was a student that wrote I would surely not know it.
The poem was really long and i really enjoyed it.
i really liked the swords poem. It was proffesional and inspiring
T.G