I have never been a winner
Will always be a sinner
Will never be able to undo my crimes
Just another guy
To make people cry
Another life not worth a dime
The days aren't to blame
The nights aren't the same
Every night a new war is lost
The fight seems in vain
The heart fills with pain
Another soul this war has cost
The light has faded
The earth seems jaded
People have resigned to fate
But a sword shines bright
Approaches a knight
Filled with murderous hate
Only his righteous anger
Can rattle these rusty armours
Onwards he leads us on into the fight
'Coz though am no winner
Am no saint,just a sinner
This time will battle with all my might.
5 comments:
Kinda depressive but I was all 'yay' on reaching the last line.Ends on a note of hope....thankfully!
Fight on!
And a really nice read..like always!
that's the truth...boy!!...its only u who pointed the truth!!
[i] it kinda defines myself.. very well written.. i envy you :(
specially the last para :)
@samadrita-yeah..it's depressive...but then..so is life...
@soumya-it ain't me...but that's indeed the truth...
@pulkit-I guess it defines a lot of us...and thanks dude..you are too kind...
nice man!!
i love this dark writings of yours...please continue writing these depressive poems\m/
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