BLOOD ON SNOWFLAKES (An Original Poetry)

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Standing, in stinking swords
smoking shrubs and fermented blood,
the world is but like gall,
to the sweetness of a newborn smile,
a carthasis lacking ambiguities,
smeared by guilty conscience
lying wasting away are but dreams,
snuffed out like pimples,
in the very cheek,
to never blink like the blinkard

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We're soldiers with no livers
soiled boots and heavy hearts
wavering and dishing death,
like a palatable dinner,
we're like omelettes in the battlefield,
mashed and meshed by unexpectations,
while waiting wearily for the rain
the air we feed, is an elixir,
that conveys tomorrow's uncertainty
unknown to the soul

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We're harbingers,
the terse tears that flows,
after the scolding of the onions,
Jerusalem is burnt to the brims,
like a regalia soaked in soot,
we're far away into the skies,
unaware of gravity's cruelty
humbling us to reproach,
like a crash landing eagle

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We have seen valleys and plain lands,
seen speeding spears,
sweetly and sporadically shooting,
the eyes is like a hawk,
with imageries of the good and ugly,
our smiles, a weapon to cloak our dirtiness
but the wind is a revealers,
spreading our secrets like apparels
to the dingy eyes of the sunset

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This is my entry to @margaretwise's poemchallenge

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I'll like my friend @raj808 to do a version of this poem too.

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Written & Edited

By @Josediccus

11/2/2019

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JOSEPH C.IKECHUKWU

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