by Unknown
Jun 2012 220 Views 1 comments
The lonely boy (WWII)
There is something in the sky,
And I'm asking myself Why?
Seeing the light so dim,
Standing on the grass with my hands so firm.
There is something in the horizon,
And it looks somewhat like a mizen
There is a big fleet,
letting out a lot of heat.
Running away from my fears
just like the deer
Locking myself up in a room,
sharing my space with half a broom.
I want to sleep
but there is no heap.
I felt like going to the shore,
but i cant for there is war.
And I'm asking myself Why?
Seeing the light so dim,
Standing on the grass with my hands so firm.
There is something in the horizon,
And it looks somewhat like a mizen
There is a big fleet,
letting out a lot of heat.
Running away from my fears
just like the deer
Locking myself up in a room,
sharing my space with half a broom.
I want to sleep
but there is no heap.
I felt like going to the shore,
but i cant for there is war.
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Posted: Jun 2012
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I wrote this poem at the age of 13, i was obsessed with war and i wrote many othersPoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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