Samurais, the warrior clan of Japan, who were believed to be one of the best in their one on one skills and strategies in fighting the war. They were known to kollow strict code of conduct and one of the most debatable practice among them was the practice called ‘Harakiri’, though the term now means suicide, in their times it meant to kill oneself after the defear in the battle field, as for them they prized win and their self respect much more than their own life.
The below poem is a sad and quite a gory one, hence i was quite apprehensive before posting it. Still, the reality of life is that it is not always rosy and cozy, so a grim poem is sometimes needed to sombre mood and prepare for the worst.
So read the poem, try to understand the pshyche of a trodden Hero.
Sitting Alone, all battered
Hopes dead and dreams shattered
Weary I am, and battle torn
A grim look on face I adorn
Sitting alone in a battle field
All I left with is swords and shields
But I’m now fed up and done
Got no strength to lift up weapons
Sitting alone from dusk to dawn
No friends and foes , ‘coz all are gone
Sun is now increasing its heat
Is this time, to think of retreat
Sitting here with sight so macabre
Dead bodies, all severed by sabres
All bathed in blood and gore
A lethal stench from them soared
And now when Sun is down
Queen night comes with moon, as crown
Tranquillity and serenity has filled the scene
Though physically now, for long dead I have been
A painful one Prankies..
but loved your efforts and concern to post about that last samurai.
and also I liked that last samurai who despite of having nothing , he didn’t performed harakiri…he is waiting and thinking though his own fate …though he is sad and shattered, he is still introspecting and definitely it required courage at his place because when choosing death seems to be easy to him, he is not doing that, instead he is sitting and thinking.
A great read!
Happy reading readers
yours loving warrior