I wonder what goes through that soldier's mind
What do you think, soldier?
Fighting in a war that is not yours
With bombs louder than your heart beats
Tanks going straight to the enemy territory
Indeed, to your city, your soil.
City of lost souls
Blood on the streets, did you enjoy it, soldier?
Earth of no one, chaos in the air
That feeling of denial coming right from your eyes
Exactly what I needed to know.
They tell you it's fair
And that you should fear the inverse
Your enemies would beat everything
But aren't you your own enemy
In this endless war
I see the grief and sorrow in your gaze
Your captain only has vapor and determination_
To **** more, to decimate hordes
Hordes of rebels or not, as your family.
Captain, oh captain
He would do whatever it takes
Old and glory hound
He brought the misery to his own people
To have power in his hands before dead
Seeker of the disgrace he had in his eyes.
This war was fought in two teams
The ones who wanted to fight and who really had brain
The captain had both, as well as power and lack of mercy
Never saw such an evil man in earth
I wonder if his skin burns
Like evil incarnate.
Oh my kind soldier
I know you can't give up of the fight
But could you come back safe and uninjured
Come back home, to me and your family?
Awakened by the kiss of dawn
the softness of her morning light
gently nudges the night away
The dew drops twinkle on the lawn
a bird sings sweetly his delight,
his trilling, courteous and ***
The garden flowers seem to spring
amidst the green they gently sway
floral fragrance floats on the breeze
The bayou softly murmuring
wavering shadows still at play,
lost in the depths of cypress trees
A squirrel scampers to the ground
and across the yard he rushes
buries acorns without a sound
In the distance a baying hound
eager to hunt in the bushes
until fox or raccoon is found
A horse gallops over a hill
enjoying freedom and the sun,
he stops, grazing in grassy fields
I follow nature and be still
watching as the day has begun
and early morning beauty yields
ALesiach © 07/29/2019
Here come the hound dogs
Sniffing out their prey
Don’t you have something better to do
My emotions is not for play!
I don’t got time for this ****, not today!
I shoot bullets from my mouth
And watch the blood splatter on your face
I’m not for games today
I will warn you with grace
But keep antagonizing me
And I’ll bring war into your space
You bettah start praying for gods grace
Because I shoot bullets from my mouth
Into your heart
And watch the blood splatter on your face
Snarls and growls
Not to far behind
Hunting for sins and easy prey
The lingering odor from something that smells so putrid and fowl
It has been wired to **** and hunt to tear flesh, for that is how it is designed
Designed not to be loyal but betray
Skin as dark and the depths of hell
As slick and think as suffocating oil
No one can ever tell
For they boil
It’s such an unknown material
Similar to that of a gargoyle
Deep red eyes
That much similar to an open wound gushing gory blood
Created and build from those in a past life that told lies
Takes revenge and makes your slow feet trek through thick murky mud
Claws as sharp as razors
Reach for your soul for the taking
They are dominant beasts and brutal slayers
Creating a sickening making
Hunting and slaying into the dark everlasting night
No one is safe from the hounds to haul
Itching and ready to take a sdevils front door
Inspiring an uncertain fright
Praying to the devils maker to be safe from the maul
Wanting to be how life was before
They had to say goodbye
I was in a Halloween type mood. It might be bad but..owell.
As the moon shines
And the stars decorate the sky,
A lonely owl hymns
While the bats fly.
Lightning bugs scatter around
Like will-o'-the-wisps at night,
Without any sound
Oh, what a delight!
The neighbour's hound is on guard
She will not allow anyone to pass,
No one is allowed in her yard
At this hour, only a fool will walk on her grass.
Her howl pierces the air
Bringing an end to the silence,
She announces she won't share
She will not tolerate any form of violence.
Across the street, few floors above
Two players are taking their turns,
In the famous game of push and shove
While a tiny candle burns.
Tanay Sengupta, Copyright © 2018.
All Rights Reserved
As usual, I will not explain this poem. I think it is evident by now that I won't explain any of my poems to you. I want you to perceive it the way you want to. Happy reading!
the neighbour's fox terrier
has taken to chasing me
a couple of days ago
I was walking to the car-shed
and when he sighted me
pursuit was firmly in his head
my walking gait
to a very fast run
so he'd not bite me
on the leg
before I go outside
I take a three sixty look around
and see if the coast is clear
of the tracking hound
Yet they prevail
They are friends
They are bound
They are unstoppable!
They are and will always be
No that’s not what happens
The hope that their friendship will strengthen they accept that they can never have each other in their lives as if this was the inevitable conclusion that no being could control
I look down at my
Is that my inevitable end
That the ones I hold dear
Crumble from what we are divided by
Will my friendships be hollowed down to difference as theirs was?
I have mixed feelings about this Disney movie. I could never watch this to the end as a kid as the end would upset me so. I had a huge fear that the friendships I had would inevitably break from difference. This movie wasn’t great for me
The scent-hungry hound
Unthinkably finds what's lost
That's meant to be found
Below the mountains I shall live,
where the intoxicated souls of hounds are within.
As they forget their values,
I remain staring at the lights.
Not able to move.
Desire to run in the dark
And do so as I please
With ****** on the mind
And an urge to appease
Beneath a full moon
Sharp set of tongue and teeth
Four paws and sixteen claws
Released from their natural sheath
Howl my lustful song
Arched back and raised head
****** dripping fangs and red eyes
Maybe you should stay in bed...
A tale to tell children, to keep them in bed.... just kidding