No Way Back

This is the right moment,

when spirits shall rise,

to take the Victor's wine,

lest you slog to the fullest.

Years have passed by

since your last onslaught.

Now dawns the perfect time,

to march for the glorious kill.

Inner demons chase you

till inner depths of conscience.

Yet you stood against the odds,

made evens with destiny.

Emulate the Great Cortes.

Burn ships of your retreat.

There's no way back, brother.

Seduce victory or kiss defeat.

Reviews

[Vishal Suthar]

Last line .... Indeed Great...

[Chirag Kumar]

Thanks Vishal!

[Parvathy Nandan]

wow...good one buddy...
the last line feels like uncorking a champagne bottle..."seduce the victory or kiss defeat"

[Chirag Kumar]

Thank you, Parvathy!

[Solar]

Wah! a kshatriya spirit in this poem!

[Chirag Kumar]

Thanks for your kind review :)