The fire pit
the dragons hovering in sky
dark demons with fire blowing in sky
its night
but their violent screams make it dawn
a castle below in lawn
the Warrior all enamoured
holds a sword
the sword issued from God
must yield
must wield
bear the duty
of holding the crown
since childhood
it was predestined to be
a dream sprouted inside
but to bear the burden of society
it let it be
hidden are the desires
flaring up at nights
in the day
the knight cannot laze beside
what pen
what sword
don’t have random thoughts
strict were the rules
strict were the lessons
no soul understood
all they saw was a golden spoon
neither he could tell
nor did anyone wish to listen
roses maybe roses
bed be made of them too
but with those you have thorns
to stab and scathe you….
burning was his desires
in the altar of duties everyday
living diligent and on their whims everyday
they still put on blame
the aristocracy debated everyday
In disguise of advices they scolded him everyday
tired was the knight under the violent sky
fighting the demons hovering in sky
pleasing the nobles and aristocracies every time
loosing his health
loosing sleep
and loosing peace inside
what was the solution the knight asked?
while looking up at the blazing sky?
the universe maybe listening to him
the time traveller might be passing
the angels may have heard his cry
so as to solution
there was
simple o sound
but difficult to arouse around
duties you live
why should you abandon your dreams?
become too powerful
so as to stop living on others please
shut the aristocracy
write your dreams
rule the kingdom with peace
tell them the stories as you weave
don’t deny the heart beating inside
let it be rhythmic and powerful everyday beside….
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Great ending lines spiller .
Good writing 🙂 the light and good should always win
So true dear Rose
The light and good should be victorious
Thanks a lot dear Rose
Wow ... & wow again ... there are more morals woven, threaded & tied within these lines than the fabled moral mountain I keep in the back of my own mind ....... so good to know your imagination has no bounds ....................................... 🙂 Neville
Woah what a beautiful poetic praise
Thank you dear Neville
Well looks like reflection is engaged with fables in my mind
Thank you so much
Glad you liked it
Dear Spiller !! Its time you start writing , I see another J.K.Rowling lurking inside...Time to wake it up 🙂
Wonderful fantasy and illustrated well....
Ohhh dear Vamsi, you think too highly of me
But thanks a ton for making my heart filled with joy
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