She watched his hope dwindle but refused to step back. She refused to display pain the threatened to break her integrity. Even if soul-less, she wanted to keep him alive in-turn keep the hope of a thousand more alive.
Category: poetry
Aara-A prophecy
A story of a hero written before time but when the hero comes to light will he remain the same?
Warmth of my torment,
She was the solace and she was the torment, there was no other place I would choose to be…
Climb up the meagrely pile,
Be the pride you were meant to be… And watch every defeat fall beneath…
Unburnt through fire,
Burnt to be set free only to be restrained by shackles of ice…
Drunk in the words that weren’t spoken,
In the flaring storms that dodge,it is your loving arms that hold the subtle breath of my sanity
Sane and alive, barely
Barely sane, barely alive
Storm…
Long and strong In the darkest night I dare to venture On to the cold mountains in the winter I reach out inside and draw out the storm Challenging the storm that threatens to destroy In the cold winds I keep the flame alive Keeping the warmth in the heart reside Maybe, once again, I … Continue reading Storm…
Little…
A little good left behind..
Sustained..
or Breakdown or Breakthrough or sometimes both.. Will the mountains not crack When the pounding not stops Will the river not turn When the sand shores flood Will the wounds not heal When the blood turns new Will my dream not turn When To give up I refuse Read more poems on determination: Ravenous And … Continue reading Sustained..






