Descriptive Paragraph-War scene

Clouds of dust drifting over the rubbles caused the eyes to itched. The thick cloud of billowing smoke in the distance curled into the sky like a cobra searching for a prey. Among the cacophony of the wailing of sirens, explosions, hollering and the deafening noise of a nearby tank, a soldier lay on the broken bricks. His military uniform was drenched in his own blood and was trembling slightly. Still he clung on to his rifle desperately as if it was his only hope for survival. The taste of death is strong and overwhelming. Two other soldiers went to his aid and was fumbling with their tools nervously. They watched their companion gasping for air. He grunted and attempted to rise but collapsed onto the ground clumsily with a loud “crash” like a fallen gorilla. The smell of dried blood, sweat and dust stank the nostrils. The next moment, it seemed that the whole world was watching him intently as he glanced around dizzily. His eyelids then slide over his eyes and his body went limb like an ancient wooden log.