From the bright, blooming flowers
To the shimmering dark sea,
The sunlight flashing in my eyes
Is all I can see.
The breeze brushes passed me,
There is no holding back.
The cliff ending high,
The water rages below,
Hitting the rocks
With a powerful blow.
My knees quiver in fear
As I look over my shoulder.
The one I hold dear,
My one other soldier.
The battles we fought,
The war we lost,
Mean nothing to them
So I must pay the cost.
A spear digs into my hip,
Inching me forward,
Until I finally fall
To my death on the boulders.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryThis book can't even be described. It's just a book of the poetry that I've randomly written. Sometimes they're really short, long or moderate. Enjoy! ~Love, Fids
