Allsorts

This word I really like,
Counterrevolutionary,
But as finding it a ryhme,
I’m at a total lossavolutionary.

The sights of fatigue surrounded us
Scruffy and dusty
Ripped clothes, and rusty
Hearing the sirens rip loud
Gunfire frightens.
for your country, you protect it
But you feel weary,
A lie you’ve been told
But you stand bold

As you take your last breath,
You feel the ghosts of death.
Remembering your family
Leaving them home with tragedy.

You’re up in Paradise
But knowing that you lived your life in lies.

Duolingo is cool
I play Duolingo
When I get home from school

This is why you should play
Duolingo on your device
You learn a language
It is really good

When his strength is all he has
War is pain for those fight
Death is all around
When he reaches his limit
He feels pain
Bellum mortiferum est

When the rain comes
All he has is himself
All those that die
Cry in Heaven
His comrades limping like hags
Shaking like scared little children
Bellum venenosum est

Guns blasting
Planes bombing
Tanks blowing
Men dying
Men drowning, guttering, crying
All that live
Should
Respect the fallen men
Because
Bellum deformem

In the theatre of strife, a tragic play,
Where dreams of peace, in ashes lay.
The drums of war beat an ominous sound,
Leaving scars on earth, deep and profound.

A symphony of sorrow, a chorus of pain,
As nations clash, hopes wane.
Beneath the smoke, where hatred breeds,
Lies a graveyard of empathy, choked by weeds.

Soldiers, pawns in a power game,
Their lives, mere fuel to the flames.
Families shattered, hearts torn asunder,
In the cruel grasp of war’s thunder.

The spoils of battle, a hollow gain,
As humanity weeps, in silent disdain.
For war knows no victor, no righteous end,
Only broken souls, wounds that never mend.

I am me
You are you
They are they
Life is not a game though
I still love to play

What’s under the bed?
I couldn’t find my toys but now I can see…

A broken toy train, not enough for my brother.
A measuring tape? Not gonna’ bother.
I see some train tracks, making with ease,
Once I put the train down, it broke like cheese.

I found a knife under my bed.
Why is it there? I should be dead!
I found my Nintendo 3DS
I couldn’t reach, it put me to the test

Now it’s time for a turkey feast,
I could’ve brought my knife down earlier to chop this wicked beast!
Now tis’ the time for Saint John,
Chocolate calendar finished, I am DONE.

Now is there anymore under my bed?
A book that I have never read.
A doll for whom I’ve never ever cared,
A great big, cuddly teddy bear,

A picture of me and the whole family.
A tree pose sheet, WHAT AM I IN P.E?!
The space beneath my bed is almost empty,
I ought to clean it more frequently.

I finally found my old lunch box,
And randomly some coloured blocks.
My bed is finally empty, I put everything on my shelf.
Oops I tripped and fell! But luckily didn’t hurt myself.

Opening a soda can.

Ssssss…

POP!

BOOM
A huge explosion!

Now to clean this mess!

i was so lonely
before you found me, honey
you’re special to me
like honey’s mom’s a bee
Please don’t leave
or else I’ll receive
loneliness again

You never knew what I went through
You never would have cared
I cried and cried but none of you dared.
It is my time to go it will be yours one day,
but just you wait, there’s still a lot to pay
If I had to go and you knew
you would have nothing ever to say.
So never let go.
So never say goodbye
and most important of all
I’ll see you once you die.
Never go
But always go
Never dare
Never say it is not your time to go
But I will always be in your heart though!