Battle of Souls

Another High School Poem

The two men stood

Facing each other

Hand son the hilts of their swords

A cold wind blows

But neither of them seem to notice

 

There is a sound of metal

Blade scraping against sheath

Finally one man moves

Attacking in a mad rush

With this move, battle is joined

 

A lunge, a dodge, a parry

The other man defends himself

He finds his opening and strikes

His blade only renders air

Forcing him to defend again

 

Another lunge, but this time too fast

A painful cry escapes the man's mouth

And splits through the now still air.

As realization dawns, so do the dreams

Dreams of crimson, silver, and black

 

Now he knows there is no escaping fate

And fate has its own plans for him

Again the dreams come, and swallow him whole

There is the sound of metal upon flesh

And the earsplitting scream of a shattering soul

Reviews

[DarkAngelWriter]

Holy s**t. I could see this perfectly... Hell, I could hear it. I f*****g love it! XD