Cold calm night cover this earth
Cloud of raven fly over bloody battlefield
Bodies lies all over the ground
The victim of this world infamy
No man ever forget those haunting voice
The voice of scream and suffering of soldier
Whose life taken effortlessly by war
Nobody would mourn for them
The ghost rise from the ashes of the dead
Seeking absolution from the damned souls
When the ghost beg thus the souls speak
Their silence is their answer
All of the fallen souls demand one thing
A payback against their demise
Thus they raise the ghost to the man world
To make him wander the world as ghost of war
And seeking retribution for the dead souls
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Nothing is Written : a poem collection
PoetryPoetry is a form of literature everyone know about, it is one of many ways to pour out our thoughts on the media literature. this poetry collection is my side work during my empty time, created out of necessity to pour out my heart and mind into a c...
