We are two friends with many a quirk...There were hours of monotony at work...Naturally, the writing bug bit us. What began as rhyming repartees then morphed into small songs. We were having a lot of fun and boredom was no where to be seen. So we took it further and started blogging our songs. An active blog, a collection of short stories(waiting for a publisher), a TV show script(waiting for a producer) later, we find we are still raring to go.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
One Last Time
Some friends ask if this a metaphor for something, is this a reference to some story. Wat do u think this is?
There is a
silence in the wind,
sadness has skinned the sun
as the soldier takes the ride
For one last time
With his sword and shield
With many wounds that can't be healed
He takes the ride
For one last time
The king will get more gold
Nobles will have their stories told
He has no reason to fight
yet, his only reason is to fight
He takes the ride
For one last time
The silence in the wind
tears through the battle din
It doesn't matter, to lose or win
as the soldier breaks in to enemy lines
For one last time
He swings his sword
throws away his broken shield
He knows the war is fought with heart
and not with shields
He fights
For one last time
He gets stabbed through his chest
His vision is sinking in his blood
His memories are flashing in his head
He wears a smile
but why the smile?
May be, because
His life will end,so will his pain
The trick is how to die
and the purpose of every ride
The king may get his gold
Nobles may have their stories told
When they die
but can they smile,
For one last time
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Nice one sound....
I'm seeing the soldier as a Developer
King - Lead
Nobles - Sales team
Thanks Vaans... Ur way of seeing it, cool :)
He wears a smile
but why the smile?
May be, because
His life will end,so will his pain///
sokka sonneenga paa...
hey congrats on ur 25th post!! keep rocking guys! :)
@Subhatra and Uma: thanks!
Excellent post!! I loved your view "purpose of every ride"...
King may get gold; Nobles may get their stories told
But I dint get sold for I did what i am destined for
I smiled and I smile now for I am always a legend scop scores of
- Soldier
Been reading all your posts. You guys are awesome! Keep rocking!
The trick is how to die
and the purpose of every ride
The king may get his gold
Nobles may have their stories told
When they die
but can they smile,
This paragraph really touches
Good one bala
Good read
thanks a lot all
Nicely written... Keep going one more time..
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