Can someone help analyse my poem? Please bear in mind it is written by an 8th grader.
Vermillion swords drip with blood,
They pierce the hindering contorted clouds to the north,
And the undimmed in the south,
The limitless waves of the sky reflect the battlefield.
The swords weave the thread of death in the mist,
They sink and rise in the silk of the velvet sky,
The swords collide and clash with clangs,
The echoes of demise reverberate throughout my ears.
I have slash open my enemies,
The scarlet hue of their corpses bows before me,
I am everything,
Without me there is nothing.
But darkness’s claw clutches hold of my eyes,
Silence's teeth cut through my ears,
The coldness of the steel penetrates my muscles,
And.
Many ships have drowned in the tributaries of history,
Everything is nothing in this vast ocean of time,
Even I have drowned in this ocean.
