Saturday, March 5, 2011

Spoils of a War Fought and Lost

Hurts like mad

To decide whats important

Livin for others or living for urself

Dignity being the last salvage

In a war with no winners

It is dignity I choose

For whats the life of a mongrel?

Gettin stones thrown at

And abuses hurled at you?

Nothin is worth the trouble

So you grab that last trophy

And run like mad

Away from all the despair

To a new tomorrow, a new life

Good luck to you, to myself and

With the choices one makes.


5 comments:

chocolate1986 said...

very nice one.. Its written by you??

deepthi mary alexander said...

wow!!!

Deekshith Vemuganti said...

by any chance, did the last scene from 'Udaan' inspired you to pen this one?

brilliant.

a ship that could never anchor said...

@deekshit:no i din watch udaan but hear it is good.but m into poems more than usual writing
@chocolate:yup i wrote it
@deepthi:thanks

marasakatla said...

So typically u :-) I wish I cud think like u..Keep writing!