In the battle field
I tearfully stood up
Watching my trust killed
In the mountain top
In the middle of silence I flew
Teardrops flooding with stone
The moon sways like a sorrowful flute
In the darkness It cries in a lonely tone
Then a lady float behind the shadow
Darkness was covered with the song of hollow
The moon cries again rising from the shallow
With the harmony she sank In tearful sorrow
Nor she Is merry through all the years
Nor she smile when the bullets yeill
Oh how hopeless am I they cannot hear
The message of my misery in this battle field
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FLOATING THOUGHTS
PoetryThis work was just my past time and i'm not really sure if its interesting but just read it if you want an by the way, most of my work are about sadness.
