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…
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…
3 comments:
Grandeur oozing out of this post...
Awesome work!
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 !!!
@ Jaunty
Thank you :)
@ Ayu
Thank you :) Good to see you too.
@ Seeniya
Thank you :)
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