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BATTLEFIELD
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The sounds i hear
Are not of peace but war
he called her to the battlefield
will it be bloodless draining battle?
this day i say unto you
we will march unto war
the war of feelings, on dew
we fight, till the light tore
today, her heart aches
for she might loose him
like nothing compares to shakespeare's
romeo and juliet where death won
a tigress looking innocent
silent motion against her prey
his surname her target
her heart; with love and hate, he spray
battle of two generals
whose hearts are united
in love and hatred
they will fight till voices drawls
with spears, bows and arrows
love shaped shields well guided
conical helmets with nose guard
smartly dressed warlords
this warlord she loves so much
with arrow he struck her heart
bleeding bloodlessly, with rush
all she craves is her man's arms
the heavenly bodies are tired
sun and moon had lost count of their exchanges
yet the warlords fought on
unflinchingly till their love outshines
