I wrote this poem when I was a freshman. It was an experiment with a different poem form called a ghazal. A ghazal is a poetic form with rhyming couplets and a refrain, each line sharing the same meter. It is usually written about love, pain or something related. So here it is.

War Wounds in the Dark

The battles I have fought are in the dark

The monsters choking the life from me, in the dark.

The battles have wounded me greatly

But who can see the wounds in the dark?

I carry weapons to combat my demons

They can’t see my arsenal in the dark.

Legendary warriors brawl in the daylight

Unknown soldiers fight in the dark

My battles will go down in history

I will forever fight my monsters in the dark

I pass by fellow warriors in the light

And know the battles they’ve fought in the dark

The loving arms of summer surround me

But I survive the winter in the dark

My greatest fears haunt me in the sun

But my nightmares assault me in the dark

My scars of battles won are hidden away

The light is too harsh, they thrive in the dark

The cries of Grace lead me out

Only warriors know what happens in the dark.