I have grown lonely these days
Millennia have passed my way
With its drama, my loneliness excited
Now I stand amidst nowhere dejected
My sparkles shaded by the cancerous night
Millions of seasons have passed my way
Beneath my eye, bombs scattered man to grains
Hell ate what man gave: and spat "Victory!"
One teen's eye was gushed in anguish; he be a soldier too
And his ageing head left scattered without brains
Gone are the days when trees stood tall
And then all they lived for was their fall
Green gone red, man's knowledge went dead
He shall remember when he loses his breath
Beautiful devil sailing to his death
I have seen it all
To some I was a god, defying all odds
Shining bright against the mysteries of the nights
I born empires from the wild: granted victories to knights
and set ablaze the devil's plans!
Tonight I stand alone
Valiant I be, the last soldier
I served my master well with sword on my shoulder
All I knew have died: I pity myself and cry
Lonely soldier! My wish could not even be granted by the shooting stars
So I fade with the dim growing thicker and older
Only my master fills the void
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IN THE EYES OF A GOD
PoetryThis second publication of poetry emerges from a deep reflection of society. Each poem explores problems ranging from our individual selves to society in general. Follow me through IN THE EYES OF A GOD to the reveal society's greatest flaws.