Which poem is better. respond with your own if your so inclined.?

Question

1. Man on Fire

My life was once so simply hollow,
I killed with no regret, not even sorrow.
Though now I kill in your name,
Please come back to me or end this pain.

Be the faith I’ve lost before,
Please be there when I’m there no more.
I cannot fight alone again,
I need you now, I needed you then.

Shut out this pain I’ve never known,
I’ll avenge your death, with a heart of stone.
I finally knew love like never before,
Something well worth dying for.

When I read your diary I felt at home,
I even hear your voice when I’m alone.
The times we had - I let them end,
I know now, my old scars will never mend.

2. Beauty of Fatalities

To have the blast of rifles firing
so near to my ear
Yet it sounds calm and Serene
As if whispers to hear.

But to see burning bullets wisp by…
More like a conflict of art
Than the images of war.
In more ways than one, it stills my heart.

To see the short-lived, deadly eruptions
Of fire and debris
The intensity shakes the earth,
-Ever silent to me.

To witness the soothing waves of crimson
From the ocean behind,
The price we’ve paid, we pay it still,
Colors of blood, beautiful and kind.

All the soldiers charge forward
The hero’s lay still
Cowards cry over their fate
The brave fight it with an iron will.

Answer 1

Such pain. Such misery. Very well portrayed poems. I like them. But there is this coldness about them that gets to me and makes me uncomfortable. Very dark. I don't like the negativity, but if I had to judge these poems, I'd say they're both very well done. Very expressive somehow, even though they're so cold. Here's a light hearted one (atleast comparatively):

I once went with my parents to a nearby mall,
I ended up standing at this peculiar stall.
Bright yellow boxes were all he had to sell.
I went up closer and I ringed the bell.

‘What do we have here?’ I asked the tall man.
‘Once you buy it,’ he claimed ‘you’ll be a perpetual fan.’
‘But what,’ I persisted, ‘do these boxes contain?’
‘A bright sunny smile,’ he said, ‘for dark nights and rain.’

Convinced that he was mad, I turned around to leave.
When suddenly, the man broke down and began to grieve.
‘Buy these empty boxes and you shall receive my smile.
That is something no one has seen in quite a while.’

‘You shall be blessed by a poor mans heart.
In improving someone’s life, you shall play a part.’
I went to the mall that day; I bought something worth while.
No junk to laden my closets, just a simple smile.

Answer 2

the second one is good.i like it more;)

Answer 3

i don't like either of them.