Sunday, May 30, 2010

The warrior

He swims against the tides
piercing through the unforgiving waves
But he has no followers
no one treds upon the paths he paves

A warrior he is
fighting against all odds
Fighting his own battles
no one helps him, not even the Gods

A warrior waging battle against time
where its important that he be the first
At times one with the midas touch
at others, everything he touches turns to dust

Body is wounded, soul is scarred
yet his every step is bolder than the last
Lets meet the warrior, none other than the modern man
unlike his peers his decisions arent based upon the past.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Loved this poem.My fav lines "Body is wounded, soul is scarred
yet his every step is bolder than the last"
But you could have put a pic of your warrior here you know :P

gayatri said...

how abt spiderman's pic :D