The soldiers of death line up,
They fire their arrows.
They fire their hate.
Bombs of fate explode nearby.
...
It's a voice without reason.
Throughts about treason.
Protect the king, defend the queen.
Take a stick, light it up, smoke the antidote.
...
A waterfall...
rumbling and roaring....
A firefly, glowing a green little light.
We lie in the sand, thinking about our love.
...
In the hour of Doom.
We could hear the booms.
A massive wave.
Of sadness.
...
One day.
To help this earth.
TO realize how much we harm.
One day to have peace and harmony.
...
Artisticly beautiful...
Just like love.
It sways and expands.
It just hurts and betrays.
...
War On Betrayal.
The soldiers of death line up,
They fire their arrows.
They fire their hate.
Bombs of fate explode nearby.
Soldiers turn around stab a guy in the back.
You never thought an old man would think of somethign so destructive.
A sound of a heartbeat pounding away.
Gettign cold, dying fast.
Just a war of betrayal.
beautiful nerration your poems are