i'm Hearing sirens outside.
and birds tweeting.
now its quite.
a loud noise.
an explosion.
i Look Out of the window.
the sun.
or is it?
its light.
my ears are beeping.
its getting warmer.
now its dark.
but i can still hear the wind.
its calming.
i wake up.
blood.
i look around.
Destroyed houses.
i Stand up.
the Sky is orange.
it smells Like fire.
i take a deep breath.
i feel dizzy.
i hear another loud noise.
i Look Up.
a plane.
Something falling.
explosion.
PAIN.
I Just wanted to write Something. So i decided to write about my biggest fest: war.
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daneliyev
I like your poem man, very captivating