The bitter taste over a period of time.
With this sweet feeling of human's valiance.
Makes his old and shabby sword shine
And keeps the power of soldierly alliance.
Standing on top of the cliff and breathing the air
Is the most desired feeling of his own.
Who knew for sure, what could happened there?
If he'd survive and see another crimson dawn.
Holding the invisible power of past on his arms,
He touches the reins of his courageous horse,
That is not mainly groomed and the saddle is worn,
But there's pride in its eyes and unshakable force.
HE is our warrior, with permanent scars.
And the armor he wears is not mainly bright.
It served through the battles and saw thousand stars.
He fought for the future to see sunset light.
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PoetryTHE WINNER OF #ZODIACAWARDS2020 IN CATEGORY "POETRY" "But have you ever thought what makes you feel alive? That gentle ache when we are happy It makes us human beings." Hi everyone! Here you can see some of my art. These writings help me learn my i...
