'' Boom'' Tank engines rattle as torpedos are charged through the gloomy fog.
Blood splatters as soldiers flop and fall in wartery mud pits or cruel barb wire.
Planes make deafening sounds as they bomb the battle feild.
Gunpowder fills the air as guns fight furiously.
I fear my life is over.
By Hannah-Rose
That was fantastic Hannah-rose. I am so so glad I wasn't there.
ReplyDeleteAah war sounds horrible by the way nice poem.
ReplyDeleteWhat a good poem!
ReplyDeleteI agree Oliver from Blake.
DeleteHave you ever thought of taking poetry as a career when you are older!!! :)
ReplyDeleteThat's one nice poem. ;)
ReplyDeleteThats nice.
ReplyDeleteFrom Mrs Cook
I am so so so so so so glad it wasn't me in the war otherwise i wouldn't be here!
ReplyDeleteI really love the description. Its a really great poem Hannah-Rose!
ReplyDeleteI really love your poem because it can really sink into your heart ,amazing!
ReplyDeleteGood poem.
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