we die forgotten
The Chorus -
Cunning, not the feat of arms, brought fair Ilium low,
Unmasked Achilles gambit leading him to Troy,
Drove the swift knife into Iphigenia's breast
To ply cruel Artimus for fair following winds.
But the fates cut many lives short on Ilium's shores
Hopes of glory dashed for thousands who fought and died
Their shadows haunting Hades’ dark, lifeless halls:
Noble Hector no match for enraged Achilles,
Nor the son of Peleus, Paris' swift arrows.
Who won the laurel of Achille's golden armor
And was named Greatest of the Greeks if not Ajax?
But he who knew no honor save ruthless cunning,
Wily Odysseus, gained both, and the better man,
Mighty Ajax, fell upon his sword in sorrow,
His soul traveling the lonely roads to Hades’ keep.
But the gods' wroth did not end at the sack of Troy,
Agamemnon would rue his daughter's sacrifice
When his wife and her lover knifed him in his bath.
But he who deceived Troy with the horse filled with Greeks
Would spend ten long years failing to return to home....
Comments (13)
Well done!
Be free like a bird spoken in beautiful words
Such a beautiful visual. Well done.
Such wonderful imagery, I could feel the wind :) Great poem!
That is really a good thinking. Very special feeling of freedom must be flying throught the sky. Birds know. We just try to fallow them.
love this poem
Beautiful, Anna! Very nice ❤️😊🌸
Nice!😊💕
Beautiful and uplifting piece. Great job!
Love the image and the words are better
This was stunningly beautiful. Loved your poem!
Anna! This is beaaaaaaaaaaaaautiful. Captured that freedom and grace that birds at flight have and splendid job on the image too! Well done!
This haiku is just amazing! It captures the feeling of freedom and the excitement of flying. The image of wings slicing through the sky makes you feel so free, and the thought of gliding in the wind shows how nature and adventure go hand in hand. It's a great reminder of the beauty of freedom!