Screeching and ear-splitting,
The warnings came
The horns were blowed
The battle began
The earth trembled and the sky thundered
It was One against a Million
The arrows were showered
The galloping horses raced
Riding the Zuljanah, the horse of Heavens
He raised his Sword, the two-bladed Thulfeqar
With one swift blow, he claimed;
Thousands of heads off the deads
He fought with dignity, under the wings of God
They fought with treachery, under the shadow of Satan
YOU ARE READING
" A Burnt Diary ".
Poetry"When you don't know what to do, Look up the sky and ask why it's blue".
