Most of his poems are about death and war. Also they are mostly about medieval times like ''The Charge Of The Light Brigade'' was a part of the Crimean War (1853-1856) and most have to do with society and the economy. The metaphors are pretty similar too like: and like a thunderbolt he falls-eagle, and I hope to see my Pilot face to face crossing the bar.
Crossing the Bar
BY ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.