Poetry Life and Mind-ful Things

The Conqueror

I was desolate in battle when the conqueror came
Deep in solitude of emptiness
In need of repair
The battlefield was harsh in bitterness
Strewn across in battle, my emotions
Defeat came to my threshold wanting in
Still fighting on the field the conqueror fought
Standing tall and abreast with victory intent
Leaving desolation, solitude, emptiness
They lay behind and at its feet
Unable to stand against the conqueror

Bitterness staged to reinforce
The conqueror would have none of this
Pounding with every beat
The conqueror thrashed bitterness to nothing
Lifted I was by the conqueror
I felt its warmth beam through me to repair
Damage from the battle fading to forgetfulness
To the forefront the conqueror prevailed
Newness restored to my heart
The conqueror came to me in battle
The conqueror that is true love

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