September 15, 2010 at 08:25 pm
Poem, G (All)
Fantasy | Friendship | Inspirational
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I have been dreaming for past days, to see a warrior coming.
A warrior unlike ever before, a poet warrior to defend the honor for others.
Who has really bad dreams, inside their sleepiness or drowsiness.
It brings comfort for the poet warrior; he shoots his book daggers of poetry.
No one knows who is the poet warrior, but some people know the true form.
Have the poet warrior, but they said on a clear night when the moon is full.
To have a poet warrior’s charisma, or sacrifice to see the famous work.
Of the poet warrior after all we are, so mysterious so brilliant and swiftness and cunning.
To see the true eyes, of the future or the entire world of the poetry.
But some people say the poet warrior, is a writer on writers-network.
But someone know who he is, can he be the king of the tributes.
Or some other writer, can he be Thunderstorm or the mightiest.
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