All these poems were written in a period of two days.I got inspired both out of boredom and fun.So if you find it missing something tell me ;)Oh and i was planning to use one for english poem thing but in the end i created a new one.................Oh and it was supposed to be about what you loved,your cat,your dog, a girl,a boy anything......................
Peaceful Calm
The scene unfolding before me was horrific
The splendour as great as Paris,gone
Lights as bright as lively New York blooming
Winds passing carry the sounds of despair
Moving past the soundless,restful mounds
Smells of decay and rot
Gravely stilling the lot.
Cities Delight
Justice has arrived yet again
Art grows ever steady
Splendor will derive many gains
Grace truly will always be
Development of a thousand foundries
Transportation following a billion miles
The armed forces hold off boundaries
Paris in comparison are mere tiles
That is the grandeur of the land
Hope will brim to the ends of the earth
Noise coming from this place like a band
All shall come for it is a hearth
The Carriage Trip
Trees sway as the carriage passed
Leaves rustling to life waving on
Rivers rushing onwards past marshes
Clearing the way for the carriage
The sounds come alive like storms
Heartbeats are rising like the waves
Flames all burn brightly cherry hot
Those cherry stones light the way
Ah grace emits like the cool breezes
Love of years will always past
But love eternal like diamonds
The Legions CAll
Miles and miles I marched
She I miss has worries many
I myself am far too parched
She ever tearful ever caring
The sounds of war tear my heart
The duty to God,King and Country
Honor was the call to part
Love ever so dear ever so fragile
Swords clanging and banging
Yet the forge where it came
Was hot and fierce
Like the spirit of our passion
The poor flagboy charges
His little head flew away
My sword wringed for vengeance
I would not allow my fall
For a fall to flames of Death
Would be torture to soul
For parting with her for moment
Is pain far greater than death
The sound of trumpets blown
Awoke me to the bloodshed
I rose and sliced a fellow
I saw the look of peace
I hoped my love would rest so
Rest of peace and joy never ending
Her glowing head calmly smiling
I knew I was close,so close
Yet I was pulled
So far from her
My misery flowing wildly
I was alive still slicing
The glory of battle
Not the joy pictured
Love sadly stuck bottled
Honor grandly reduced fractured.
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