#braveheart
A child sleeps sound, dreams filled with light,
Unknowing of the coming fight.
No warrior face, no steely gaze,
Just innocence in hazy days.
Then darkness falls, a heavy shroud,
Oppression's hand, it speaks aloud
In cruel commands and bitter wrong,
Where hope once flew, now fear is strong.
The child awakes, the dreams now gone,
A different soul, from dusk till dawn.
The fire sparked by tyrant's deed,
Plants courage like a vital seed.
Forced to rise, to stand and face,
The brutal power, the lost grace.
With trembling hands, but heart so bold,
A braveheart blooms, a story told.
Not born of kings, nor bred for war,
But forged in pain, forevermore.
The oppressor's hand, a twisted fate,
Creates the brave, before it's late.
Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 5:16 AM UTC
Our call might end
Our time together,
Might end
But our tie
Like space and time
Will never end.
May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 9:22 AM UTC
The crazy things we did
The late nights we had
The days we shared
And the things we had
So real it was, it sparkled
So out of the world it seemed
And just like the movies looked
A reminiscence of the past
A reminder of what is
And a vision of what shall remain
May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 8:52 AM UTC
Head’s a daze of non-inspiration, insecurities, wants and wishes of serenity, a clear mind and a brave heart.
Dec 4, 2019
Dec 4, 2019 at 9:57 AM UTC
*There is a monster with me
With whom I live with
Each day, it has its mood swings
Me and monster holding hand,
I try to leave, it catches me everywhere
Pulls me within
It hides sometimes, leaving me alone
With a huge smile.
But when it comes back
Both of us are dead scared
As we both know
We would be *******
I crawl back,
Seeking for help
Help Help help!
I quietly utter in pain of inner self.
And a voice says,
Pick yourself up, there is none.
After 28 years, learning
how to be there for oneself.*
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 3:47 AM UTC
Through the serpentine path
Concealed from prying eyes
Walks the courageous heart
Towards a destination unknown
Numerous fangs, ready to bite
To inject the venomous intent
And incapacitate the heart
Seeking the unachievable
The braveheart dodges hurdles
Stares down fear itself
Arduous journey takes its toll
Small sacrifice to reach the pinnacle
Where none have been before
Will be written in folklore
Valiant one who walked the path
None dared to tread before
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC