The perspective dawn

There is a war that has no beginning
and, as long as long as human life continues,
no end.
It is held in a place specially made for it,
for is the heart anything but a battleground?
The light and the darkness,
complete opposites of each other,
in an all out brawl for control.
I have spent a long time observing the fight,
seeing the strategies used by both sides.
And I have stumbled upon a curious thing.
One would think that they would destroy each other
in a magnificent, chaos filled display.
Sometimes they do cancel each other out.
But both are merely energies.
And sometimes
they bond.
Intertwining together to make something else.
But what to call it?
I will continue my research and try
to learn more about it.
For now, all I know is that it is very good.
For the most beautiful time of day
is not light or darkness,
but dawn.

I liked this, yet for some odd reason, I haven't the foggiest clue as to why.
Perhaps its the style, perhaps its the content, I don't know. My favorite lines were the last three:

For the most beautiful time of day
is not light or darkness,
but dawn.

I sat back and went "Huh!" Now, you may be thinking that "Huh!" isn't quite the reaction you were going for, and quite frankly I haven't an idea in the world what your real intentions for this poem were, but I was fairly satisfied with what I came away with to be frank.
From my perspective, I thought you were trying to explain the duality of nature and mankind. We have this capacity for destruction, yet it is tempered with the ability to create new things. It's almost like you were rewriting the age-old concept of right and wrong, yin and yang, the monster in the closet vs Major Payne. All of those ideologies deal with two opposites and their ultimate interactions to create a balance in the whole.
But maybe I'm just reading too much into this and my rambling just isn't making sense. And so I return to the last three lines where I found the most beauty and meaning. They were fantastic. Actually, the whole poem was great, but I think those will probably stick with me for a while. Thanks!

I only have one nitpick:

For now, all I know is that it is very good.

It just seemed a bit awkwardly phrased to me. Fixing it is a whole 'nother issue that quite frankly is beyond my talents. I just had my brain rearranged to accommodate Wordsworth and Coleridge, so I'm kind of thinking on turn of the century Brit. Lit. levels. Not very helpful at a time like this. Anyway, hopefully you will spot the fix right off, since you're the author and such, or maybe some nice poetic reviewer will come along and enlighten us both. That'd be swell!

Happy Writing!
Bailey

First thing I noticed: you have a misspelling in the title. It should be "prospective" and not "perspective".

The second thing I noticed: this poem is not very poetic. It lacks imagery. It brings up a question it never answers. It's essentially just the narrator's bland and pseudo-philosophical musings on the conflict within human nature. In short, I found this poem quite boring.

In addition, you have various ideas/main points that just come out of nowhere, such as the narrator being some sort of researcher. The first two-thirds of the poem is all about the conflict, then BAM! "I will continue my research" line appears and is never referenced again. It's quite jarring.

Ideas in poems need to flow logically from one another, and the only way for that to occur is for you to show their connection to transition between them. There are no such connections between the first two-thirds of the poem and the research line.

One suggestion I have is to introduce the fact that the narrator is a researcher in the very first line. "I have observed in many a study that there is an ongoing war..." is one possibility. By alluding to the fact that the narrator is a researcher early on in the poem, the research line makes more sense and doesn't stand out as coming from nowhere.

Once you've got the ideas mapped out and connected logically, you can begin to work on the imagery. Imagery basically is all the description in a poem, and it is often what makes a poem memorable. This article covers what imagery is and how to create it quite nicely. I suggest you read and learn from it.

This poem needs a lot of work, but it's not so terrible as to be unsalvageable. Flesh it out more, make sure the ideas are logically connected, and this may turn out to be a fair poem.

Okay nic I'll give this thing a review.

Well first off I really liked this especially the last phrase. Though like all of your poems they are really cryptic. But that can be good anyway. It looks like you fixed the spelling errors so your good there. But like Kyllorac said you should really try to develop more of that imagery. Maybe describing the weapons of warfare used. Emotions I'm assuming. Anyway ignore what I've said if you want. Finally knowing you I assume you were quoting the song sanctuary when you mention the heart as a battleground.
Anyway see you soon
Keep writing and maybe goof once in awhile so we can make easier reviews. XD

Whoa. That was like....good. Obviously it resembled prose more than it did poetry, and occassionally you'd have a line break in a strange place, but I was impressed. The poem paints a pretty clear picture of what it's talking about, yet leaves the edges slightly vague, lending the work a sort of abstracticism. (I believe I just invented a new word.) My favorite line would have to be

"For the most beautiful time of day
is not light or darkness,
but dawn."

I completely agree.