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the end is the beginning…

>> 16 January 2010

the heart bleeds in whisper
to swindle with forge and foe
O thy grandeur has no space
to ace the pace for it to sprout
the vague dream dies in despair
to itch the pitch for a bizarre ride
O thy fortress boasts of nation
to brawl with pride and prejudice
Alas, the grand warrior dies in vain
to cast his dreams afar the land…


Jaunty anima January 17, 2010 at 1:09 AM  

Grandeur oozing out of this post...
Awesome work!

♫ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫ ayu ♫ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫ January 18, 2010 at 4:16 AM great~! i was shocked he died at the end..nice twist..i love this..nice post..:)

and btw..wb to blosphere~!

seeniya January 18, 2010 at 5:21 AM  

Hey Bro

Thiz beautiful poem capturez our life and it conveyz how a person can hope no matter how much he failed in his
life.Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.
Excellent work bro !!!

N J January 25, 2010 at 6:21 AM  

@ Jaunty

Thank you :)

@ Ayu

Thank you :) Good to see you too.

@ Seeniya

Thank you :)

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