When in Rome

When in Rome

A Poem by KeeD

In the throes of the arena

Blood and sand crest the mouth

High up on the podium of virtue

Stood the brave and devout 

 

A pound of flesh for freedom

The whip in dominant hand 

Hysteria coated spears

Entertaining many a man

 

In the name of the Gods

Blood flowed like oil

Lubricating the will to survive

Legends were born

 

Legends were torn

Shredded by lions 

Ended by the thumb

That sits on sadistic throne

 

When in Rome

 

© 2015 KeeD


Author's Note

KeeD
Haven't written anything in ages.. just thought i'd write something to wake up my sleeping creativity.

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This sounds like a poetic rendition of Spartacus.. I LOVE IT. Sleepy creativity can be rewarding, even if we have no idea where it will take us, its awakening is so rewarding. Willow x

Posted 8 Years Ago


such sharp and vivid images floating in my mind, I adore your use of connections and play on words it captures you instantly.

Posted 8 Years Ago


KeeD

8 Years Ago

Gosh you're gorgeous.. thank you for the kind review and interest in my work, appreciate it bunches^.. read more
Jacquelene Vanessa Moreno

8 Years Ago

why Thank you keegan for the compliment :o), I am but a poet and it's wonderful to meet like-minded .. read more
Its defiantly interesting ill give you that.
I didn't really understand the whole story line though sorry.
Seems pretty deep and meaningful though.
Keep writing :)



Posted 9 Years Ago


KeeD

9 Years Ago

Heyyy ;3 Thank you for reviewing my work, I really do appreciate it. The poem is basically a trip ba.. read more
cimmy wuv xxxooo

9 Years Ago

Wow actually has a real depth, and its really moving now that i understand :)
Well written :)
When in Rome...
Can be interpreted in more than one way here but regardless I'd say you've woken the lion within and your creativity is out. Was it ever asleep? Your reviews are always incredibly creative. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Amazingly intense, raging imagery your pen blazed in
This write. I feel myself being transferred
Back to these ancient, sadistic times.

Brilliant choice of words & how you used them, in
Each stanza.

My favourite stanzas though are the last three.
Thanks for sharing. :)



Posted 9 Years Ago


KeeD

9 Years Ago

Thank you, wow glad you liked those stanzas. Is there anything I should do to improve the first stan.. read more
ms. barrie

9 Years Ago

you're very welcome...i personally wouldn't...the opening stanza (to me anyway),
captures the .. read more
wow you sure woke it up alright...
it's easy to be brave and devout when you are the one with the whip sitting on the sadistic throne.

the dominant ones need to find role reversals, and then see what it is like.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

KeeD

9 Years Ago

Thank you jacob, love your encouraging reviews

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KeeD
KeeD

Mumbai, India, India



About
Hey I'm Kee, I'm 32 and work as a journalist in Mumbai, India. I dabble in writing poetry and do it purely to pump out the creative juices in my being. Thank you for stopping by, live, laugh and love .. more..

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