NO ANIMAL WAS HURT IN THE MAKING OF THIS POETRY :) :)

First of all, sorry for missing the deadline for today, but I reinstalled my windows and of course that I had problems by the way that I needed to solve. So, here I am, 4 hours later, the first thing to do is to write my poetry.... So let's go ;)

- The war between grasshoppers and sea turtles -

Troop of grasshoppers rushes toward the sea,
in an assault with no fear, jumping with roars.
The dark turtle force is waiting for them
from the sea, the sea.

In their eyes there's fear, they keep their breath,
who will be stronger in the battle for the darkness?
With the rush of adrenaline, the battle starts
as they go to death, black death.

While turtles stand and defend their eggs,
in the glossless eyes, anticipation is awaiting.
The first line tremble with fear, concentrated for war,
because this will be their judgment day.

Arrows flies at turtles at lightning speed,
as they fall all over, shield are defending them!
But for the eternal hunting grounds, some have been selected,
no luck for the young turtles.

Penetration of grasshoppers on turtle rows,
From that moment the battle began.
With the noise of the sea and the whirlwind of the wind,
blood is everywhere.

Broken wings, cracked armor,
the land absorbs blood without end.
While the dead sail to heaven,
The only surviving grasshopper was called Anya.

She was happy eating turtle eggs,
after the battle, Anja ate greedily.
Until she exploded,
HAHA-HAHA-HAHA!

- Rat skakavaca i morskih kornjača -

Četa skakavaca juriša prema moru,
u napad, bez straha, gromoglasno skaču.
Tamo ih čeka mračna sila kornjača
I to morskih, i to morskih.

U očima im strah, al zato drže dah
tko će biti jak, u bitci za mrak.
Navala adrenalina borbu potencira
dok jure u smrt, crnu smrt.

Dok kornjače stoje i brane svoja jaja,
u očima bez sjaja išcekivanje vlada.
Prva crta strijepi, koncentrirani za rat,
jer ovo će biti za njih sudnji dan.

Strijele na kornjače lete brzinom munje,
dok padaju na sve strane, oklopi ih brane!
Ali za vječna lovišta neke su odabrane,
nema sreće za kornjače mlade.

Penetracija skakavaca na redove kornjača,
toga trenutka bitka je počela.
Uz šum mora i vihor vjetra
krv na sve strane leta.

Slomljena krila, razoreni oklopi,
zemlja upija krv bez kraja.
Dok mrtvi plove do raja,
jedini preživjeli skakavac zvala se Anja.

Sva sretna je jela kornjačina jaja,
poslije bitke prežderavala se Anja.
Dok nije eksplodirala,
HA-HA-HAHA-HA-HA!

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Shout out to @d-pend for making this beautiful 100 day Poetry challenge. Thanks for your support and for your time you give. Much Cosmic Love.
Anyway, thank you all for reading and for your support! I will appreciate any feedback. Feel free to speak your mind, I'm open to all suggestions and critics, and I will take time to think about them seriously.

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