Aanya Mathur

WW1 Poem

World War 1 Inspired Poem <p style=”text-align: center;”>Rotting flesh, and poisoned blood,</p><p style=”text-align: center;”>Bullet marked bodies</p><p style=”text-align: center;”>Sparks flying up</p><p style=”text-align: center;”>Cold barrel clutched against my</p><p style=”text-align: center;”>chest,</p><p style=”text-align: center;”>As cold and metalic as the</p><p style=”text-align: center;”>Blood I taste.</p><p style=”text-align: center;”>Putrid odour of stone cold</p><p style=”text-align: center;”>Bodies</p><p style=”text-align: center;”>The chill, frigid night,</p><p style=”text-align: center;”>Enveloping them …

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