Waiting for the dawn

As the Night creeps again on my door,

And Shadows start to swirl n dance.

Some darkness clouds the floor,

And sets my mind in a trance.

I see strange shapes move in a gloom,

Making me feel about a life long gone.

And I start to contemplate this doom,

Yes I'm waiting for the dawn.

The blackness suffocates me,

And brings on a strange fear.

Celestial it is and I cant see,

There's a panic in my veins,

Binding me with unseen chains..

I struggle to move on and on,

Yes I'm waiting for the dawn.

So intent upon this fight,

I notice some growing light..

But the darkness never fades away,

Towards heaven, I'm on my way

The Dying Knight

Its a moonless night,
A river basin, squirmed in a tidal flight.
Fleet of waves bring a Cavalier half dead.
Drenched in the cubits and stained in red.
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Its a furious tale of pain & agony,
Battle against the dark and fall of the last harmony.
Though he went down, against the rise of the rogue.
But fought till the last, a gallant warrior in vogue.
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Subriguos land with fading, dying renditions,
Reminiscence echoes and the knight falls in a delusion,
Onto his last, he remembers his struggle and the cause.
His fights for the freedom, as the coming ages will applause.
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The reign of the shadows finally occupy the realm so vast..
A dying fugitive, lies and breathes his last.