top of page

The Eternal War

Nov 14, 2024
1 min read

By Pragun Sharma


Unleashing the ancient powers 

Buried at the core of the cave 

As the thundering fire showers

All the living shall pay 

With the rise of the dead

Just like the prophecy said


May the darkness flourish

But at what cost? 

The evil shall nourish 

They know what they have lost 

And will always strive contention 

As they fulfill their redemption  


The sky will tarnish 

And the land may forge 

The naïve may banish 

The sinful shall watch 

The mountains will decay

As the water chokes  


Until they claim their doom

They shall never perish

Shall not be placed in a tomb 

At last, this is what they wish

With the utmost grandeur of the wicked 

They intend to never stop 


By Pragun Sharma


Recent Posts

See All
Dumb or In Love

By Kavya Mehulkumar Mehta are poets dumb — or just in love? to the world, they may seem dumb, but for them, love is inevitable. poems are reminders of love that can’t be forgotten, shan’t be forgotten

 
 
 
A Future So Azure

By Inayah Fathima Faeez Tomorrow looms unsure, muffled by the deep Thumbs twiddling, barriers never-ending, failure and nothing to reap At the shore lie the choices, imposing, leading to journeys impo

 
 
 
Letting Go In Layers

By Inayah Fathima Faeez Some part of us is cold and shrivelled, In a body of seemingly endless depth. Some part of us is heavy and dishevelled, Misery filling an unending breadth. Some part of us is

 
 
 

Comments

Rated 0 out of 5 stars.
No ratings yet

Add a rating
bottom of page