![]() The story of a warrior who lostA Poem by Aishwarya Subramanian
There was an unpleasant storm Clouds fiercely moved Trees wildly swayed There was rain and thunder But amidst the trees,sat a warrior Who lost. It killed,the feeling. Deep pain pain in the eyes Which so melancholic,at loss. Shattered were his dreams Too heart-broken he was After long,he started to weep He couldn’t eat nor sleep He tried hard so The pain wouldn’t go It felt cruciating He could feel himself dying Second by second He had lost everything He wished right there,his life end. He could take it no more Death he ultimately wished for He utterred a few last words, “Come thou angel, With your loving arms, Take me away- To heaven or hell, So the pain couldn’t stay!” He had experiences life’s worst part He felt so betrayed And that night,a warrior died, With a wounded heart. © 2011 Aishwarya SubramanianFeatured Review
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Author![]() Aishwarya SubramanianMelbourne, FLAboutI like writing. But I can't write very often. I need a lot of inspiration to write again. I am a bit of a perfectionist. I toss away poems that are not good enough in my eyes. Lets101 Quizzes - O.. more..Writing
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