And fighting
And fighting
With this darkness from a long long time.
Again I get bruised, broken and defeated
But making the enemy more weaker
I am so desperate for dawn that I keep trying
Again and again and again
Why??
Why???
Even after putting so much effort
Bearing so much pain
Shedding so much blood
I can’t reach for the dawn till now??
This question was unanswered as always
But a hope that next battle will be the last one
Drives power in my broken body
Demanding more of my blood
And giving more bruises
But this time things get in my control
And finally I won
Yes, I get passed from the darkness
And rode the path leading to the dawn
My victory was sweet but some what bitter too
As I was standing at the line separating
Dark night and the dawn
I see backward and remembered
Whenever darkness was occupied with me
Many weak people who were trapped in darkness
From a long time
Reach for their destination
Easily, effortlessly and
Without shedding their blood
Is it really worth to reach for the dawn??
My absence from darkness means
Many of them will remain trapped in darkness forever
Though my presence in dawn doesn’t matter for anyone
But my presence in darkness
Ensures a safe passage for many
These thoughts overpower my desperation for dawn.
I took a closer look at the dawn and said, “Next time”
I return back
Back to the battle ground
Back to my armors and swords
Coz I realized that the real battle has just begun
All my questions were answered today
As deep inside I now know that:
“There’s Never A Dawn For Me”
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