Cradled on the rough steppe
Land was the ultimate prize
Anonymous until proven otherwise
No quarter or mercy given
Prisoners were little more than trophies
Equal to the honor of kings
Rowdy warbands cascaded
Sampling the fruit of the Near East
Idolizing the great khans
Agony for the defiant
Conquest still made a name
A last hurrah for the nomads
Undying thirst for validation
Coaxed by destiny
Ascending viziers became caged pets
Strategy was the key
Ink and blood run in rivers
Admirer of art and construction
Descendants would claim his role
Elation at his vast holding
Long lived the last khan
Heinous and methodical in tactics
Indifferent to his subjects
A great capital created
No man or force withstood Tamerlane
Awaiting the final surrender
Towers of bone adorned his empire
Over looming threat
Laying waste like the old days
Idealists evacuated to the interior
Adept in taking what was due
Content to spread further
Hindered only by mortality
Indecently stashed in secret
Never bested on the field
An enigma of power
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War Rhymes
PoesiaA collection of poems of different styles dedicated to the state of war and those it affects.
