I compare to you,
to my mum,
because
I love you enough,
to die for you,
And I love her enough,
to live for her

sometimes,
we shed blood,
for those who,
don't even,
shed tears for us.

Say good bye to the end,
Because with you,
Conclusion is the last thing I want,
I want you, this feeling,
To last as long as me,
And for this reason,
Dear death has become fearful

I had an idea,
It was one strange yet interesting one,
But I was lost of words to express it,
So it became a dusty old book,
In the shelf of memory,
Only have read by those I chose.

One is afraid of the, horrifying future,
Because he is mysterious,
As bizarre as he is,unpredictable,
Bringing change right when one has
settled,
Grew fear in some for this reason,
But foolish thought, did not know,
Only by future, beautiful hope is born.

In the name of cupid,
You shall call me sweet love,
And angry hate is a friend,
Sometimes we work together,
To pull distant hearts closer.

We may seem to be enemies,
But we are more likely similar,
Because one has to have loved,to hate,
Even then he is just a replacement,
For a broken me

Soldiers have forgotten the taste of nectarous,
Hunger for food faded,
And hunger for victory raged,
So came blood fountains replacing chocolates'.