The war...
The war
Tumultuous waves bombard the very cores
Of inert rocks and long forgotten shores..
Incessant rain erodes the broken earth
Insensitive of the damage to home and hearth..
A strong wind turns into a hurricane gale
Crushing the spirits of trees, already frail..
Fires rage south and north, west and east
Scorching on their way, all man and beast..
Thoughts harass, pester and never retreat
Until the battered heart admits absolute defeat.
3 Comments:
Vanditha retorted...
:( Very touchy
Deeps retorted...
I'm assuming its "touching" because touchy means "takes offense on slight provocation", hehehehe :-D. Thanks kaNo :).
Vanditha retorted...
:) you are right. english is deteriorating and you know why :p (thats good excuse isnt it?)
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