As a battle awaits to tear her apart
A battle similar to thousand others being fought every day,
Some succumbing to the wounds inflicted
Others marching with dignity and pride of the battle scars
The warrior in her was armed to attack.
A sense of emptiness suddenly overpowering her every thought
She felt her will being slain as it cut a deep wound,
Her entire body writhing at the hurt it brought along
A bright light overpowering her vision
Was this the light that was much talked of?
Or was it a sign to rise up and go for the kill?
A battle similar to thousand others being fought every day,
Some succumbing to the wounds inflicted
Others marching with dignity and pride of the battle scars
The warrior in her was armed to attack.
A sense of emptiness suddenly overpowering her every thought
She felt her will being slain as it cut a deep wound,
Her entire body writhing at the hurt it brought along
A bright light overpowering her vision
Was this the light that was much talked of?
Or was it a sign to rise up and go for the kill?
Amazing Preethi!!!
ReplyDeleteyou should be writing more I tell you..
ReplyDeletevery literary.. actually some phrases puriala like poetic words.. so high standard poem thaan.. :) really gud one..
ReplyDelete@Kamesh ..Thanks ji :)
ReplyDelete@Harsha... Im really trying to :)
@GR...hehe..thanks man :)