Neither the battle between kings,
Nor the battle for their kingdoms,
Its the battle for their own dukedoms .
Fought with no enemy,
But still had days gloomy.
Started when they had nothing to loose,
Ended when they have everything as an excuse.
Tough throughout the battlefield , Held their shield,
At he end nothing as yield.
Victorious outshined the glory of their success,
" We hold our heads down , the defeated express.
Few arrived with their helping hands, Few enjoyed as much as they can.
Disappointment spread from head to toe , And they bowed.
Then one of the defeated stood and said,
With pushing himself ahead , "Wounded ,but not dead,
Our stories will be unread,
Yes we accept and can't refuse,
But the battle still continues "
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The Unnamed Battle
Non-FictionOnce , once in your lifetime you might face that situation which you must have never thought of. This poem is based on that even in my life when I was broken, discouraged and demotivated. Hope you like it
