Warrior – Delhi Poetry Slam

Warrior

By Shivani Yadav

WARRIOR
Soul is giving up,
The heart is losing it,
But the warrior within me
CHOSE
To Smell the sand of war
And breathe,
Whether "victory" or "wisdom"
Make me both.

You chose me as a warrior,
For a war.

Bleeding with hope,
Bleeding with a smile,
Warrior within me
Bleeding with pain,
Now, the pain becomes colorless
And I became a warrior.

You chose me as a GREAT WARRIOR.

With each passing step,
The People, The Great People
The Country, The World
And the friends
Can forget,

THE UNFORGETTABLE WARRIOR

But The Mother, The Motherland
And the Universe,
Remember Forever
The warrior within
Fight uncountable battles and emotions.

So, this warrior can reach its destination
Destinations can be planned or unplanned
It can be love of life (a dream) or survival for life (not a dream)
And at the end, only warriors breathe
Knowing which destination is reached.

A warrior can be
Chosen or made
And I’m the
Love of the universe.

Warrior Love
It's enormous, it is forever
And rare
Like heaven, pray for warrior love.

"THE RAREST I
BECAME THE DAREST I"


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