Its been a long time since i wrote any poem. This is something dark and deep.
It feels like a tired journey,
I’ve forgotten neither the beginning
nor where I am heading
Souls I’ve meet and I’ve united with…
What used to be sparks of light
Now a flicker of hope stands
All is lost to greed & lust
A soldier stands in the eclipse of the sun
The soldier takes on his journey
Like a wilted flower
The soldier waits to die
Or some little act of kindness
The soldier carries
Till his path meets the angel or death itself
Alone in this word he roams…
A lonesome soldier heart
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hey.. this is good. are u referring yourself to the soldier? :D
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