Best Artilleries Poems

NOON

The infantry open up for the cavalry
At full horse power speed they attack
Too late to use artilleries now
But it made some horses tumble, about a fifty
Six hundred horse ran to the infantry

Infantry too late for squares ran to the cavalry
They fired there muskets, brought down...

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DAWN

Disagreement the reason of the war
Day, place and time is set
Arrangements begins. Arsenals are emptied
Recruitment had finished, training almost done
The day comes, marching begins

In a very orderly manner, the two opposite sides
Line up on the far ends of the virgin field
For some hours, some marchings...

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EVENING

Corpses and torsos lay on the disvirgined field, some have lances on there 
heads
Some bayonets on their hearts, some sabers in their stomachs.
Blood flowed like water. Lucky ones groans
But they are killed by the other wounded enemies
The cloud turns red. More still to go.

They wait...

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Do i have a heart? 
They ask.
I have.
 A big one. 
But it only pumps blood. 
It circulates oxygen through my artilleries 
and sustains every breath i take in. 
I am dead without a heart.
 So i have a heart.

Do i have a heart? 
They...

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THE UNICORN

Ever seen a more beautiful sight?
She is drowning into the wind
All sail set,
Triple tangled,
Purple pearl gears,
Glittering glassy artilleries,
Unrivalled weaponry.
Isn't she a beauty
She's got the wind behind.
Look at the velocity she's setting,
Barely noticing the Barbados.
With a grip of urn full of rum
And the finest of...

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He had a dream
Actually, it was a passion
The dream took him away
To the seas, the sands, the ventures
Beyond this land, onto foreign soil

He had a dream
It was more than a mere illusion
The dream breathed hope and faith
It colored his thoughts in prayers
Wrote poetry through his...

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THE UNICORN
Ever seen a more beautiful sight?
She is drowning into the wind
All sail set,
Triple tangled,
Purple pearl gears,
Glittering glassy artilleries,
Unrivalled weaponry.
Isn't she a beauty
She's got the wind behind.
Look at the velocity she's setting,
Barely noticing the Barbados.
With a grip of urn full of rum
And the finest of...

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JACK OF ALL CARDS??

Factotum polymath of a soul,
here's the one that has it all
yet a comprehensive sciolist still stand tall.

Jack of clubs??:
Lack two-thirds
but still ride against all odds,
as an odd, joins class of gods.

Jack of diamonds??:
Strengthens our bonds,
our jewelry glitters as our studs,
not all that...

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In the whispering embrace of twilight's veil,
Where shadows lengthen and echoes of memory swell,
I find myself drifting in a river of consciousness,
Young boys, brave and bold, stepping into eternity,
Like crimson poppies falling on sacred ground,
Innocence forsaken in villages and towns.
The cold hand of death and...

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some colors peep in 
betwixt white-scenario  ---
each claims to be a rainbow 

white archeries set
white artilleries adorned  ---
white and white is all around 


10 January 2923...

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