I will win...

 

Sever me.
Tear me.
Rip me.
Bloody life, that's how you treat me.

You may be strong,
but my will too is strong.
Attack me with blows strong,
I shall endure with a will as strong.

By enduring all, I will tire you,
and then I shall dominate you.

Sin and its refute.....

Come near,
O' holy spear.
I am sinful of being unfair,
and hurting my dear.

Come and stab me,
'till am drowned in bloody sea.
I promise not to dodge or flee,
for hurting her, my life shall be the fee.

My pals - Words!!!

Come out you best friends of me,
Come and dance on this open white sea.

Dance and sway,
to create a beautiful lay.

Scream with charm,
hold your audience by arm.

Let's give 'em a great show,
all you words of mine, Dance like a pro.

Knight and the Dragon

Knight of Solomon,
went hunting a Dragon.
Hungry was the Dragon,
and it went hunting a Knight from Solomon.

They met on the way,
and inquired whereabouts of their prey.
Searching they spent the whole day,
and met again, back on the way.

Knight was gloomy,
Dragon was still hungry.
Each said to other, "Tomorrow we shall see"
"We'll both catch and kill 'em O' great friend of me"

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Trapped in the verses of life,
I search for those with happy rife.

Ripples of gloom surround,
with deafening sad sound,
yet I try and sniff you as a hound.

I search for thee,
'O happy verses of life.
Cleverly you dodge me,
stabbing my back with knife.

Pain and sorrow,
keep me bound.
But I know,
today or tomorrow,
I'll get you, for you are around.

All in vain!!!

Aye Aye, come on.
Swish swoosh, sail on.

On a sea with high tide,
We sit on a mighty ride.
Yet,

Flip flop, we go.
Twist and turn as we row.

Our attempts seem so futile,
Against this mighty sea, we are so fragile.

Despair is me!!!

Hell, follows the path I tread,
Gloom, I spread in each step.
An aura of sadness surrounds me.
Hopelessness is my entire being.

I am a walking misery,
and DESPAIR is me!!!

Desperation, I brood upon,
Grief is my only charm,
Pessimism my only friend,
and Oppression my bodyguard.

Prostration I create,
Forlornness I promote,
Despondency is my last resort,
and Sorrow is my way to go.

For, I am a walking misery,
and DESPAIR is me!!!

Happiness I search for,
a feeling of joy,
but Agony strikes back,
Desolating all the hopes and glee.

Depression now everywhere,
Melancholy, is only thing visible to me,
As, I resign to the fate,
that I am bound to suffer for eternity.

For, I am a walking misery,
and DESPAIR is me!!!