100 Days of Poetry / Day 93 - In the war / U rat - Original poetry
Scoping, trying to
Reminisce how to survive,
How to give a new chance
To my life.
Alone and afraid,
This is my last bed.
Some stray bullet may
Come from behind.
It's too late to cry,
To feel about anything at all.
I know this is what I need to
Fight for.
I may kiss my sun,
I may sing with rain.
But I'll never go again
In the war.
Optikom gledam, pokušavajući
Se sjetiti kako preživjeti,
Kako dati novu priliku
Mom životu.
Sam i preplašen,
Ovo je moj posljednji krevet.
Neki zalutali metak može
Doći s leđa.
Prekasno je plakati sad',
Osjećati uopće o svemu.
Znam da je ovo ono što trebam
Boriti se za.
Mogu poljubiti moje sunce,
Mogu pjevati s kišom.
Ali nikad više neću ići
U rat.
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Nice poetry, hard way to make a decision on a subject. Nice flow of words. Well done msn
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