life is a difficult game
And most of us play it
To only pass the time
To safely cross the finish line.
When you are a warrior
You don’t shy away from battles
You learn to wear your battle scars
As medals, as glorious tales of victory
There is honour in battles
Even you die a martyr.
Continue reading “Lone Warrior”
Dancing light of a half eaten moon,
Trapped inside a dirty old bottle,
locked with a tottery bottle cap
Eager to break free from the trap.
One shudder and the bottle’s down,
All that light spilling on the ground,
Continue reading “Freedom Demands sacrifice”
When the darkness fills my heart
With my blood, it blends, runs in my veins
And through my finger tips, it drips,
The ink I write my melancholy songs with
Scarring the pages with my scars,
And in those pages, I can see
Continue reading “Scarring The Pages”
