This is a poem i wrote when I couldn't sleep one nigth. It's about war, the bad things it leeds to. I'm really happy over how it turned out.
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People hiding in bushes,
choppers circulate above.
Must be quiet, and not,
reveal our position.
Cause the slitest sound,
triggers it all...
The bombs are falling,
no escape, yet you try to run.
Seconds from death,
you start to realise.
Fire burning trough your skin,
you pray to god, to make it end.
To enter heaven,
not to feel the hell.
Silence once again.
No sounds from above,
just sitting here, hiding.
All alone...
Shocked of what you saw.
And fell there's no heaven nor hell.
No words for these feelings,
anger, hate, whats the point?
The worlds not changing,
for the better of men.
We live, we die,
that's our fate...
Written by Tony L. Nilsen
Poetry by -=TOny=-
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Written on 2006-10-25 at 20:50
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I hope you like it to...
Please reply about how you felt about my poem...
War
WarPeople hiding in bushes,
choppers circulate above.
Must be quiet, and not,
reveal our position.
Cause the slitest sound,
triggers it all...
The bombs are falling,
no escape, yet you try to run.
Seconds from death,
you start to realise.
Fire burning trough your skin,
you pray to god, to make it end.
To enter heaven,
not to feel the hell.
Silence once again.
No sounds from above,
just sitting here, hiding.
All alone...
Shocked of what you saw.
And fell there's no heaven nor hell.
No words for these feelings,
anger, hate, whats the point?
The worlds not changing,
for the better of men.
We live, we die,
that's our fate...
Written by Tony L. Nilsen
Poetry by -=TOny=-
Read 224 times
Written on 2006-10-25 at 20:50
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