Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Fallen Guardian

A cold, icy arrow,
Shot through my heart,
With a speed that even I couldn't dogde,
I fell...

The cold icy grips or Sorrow,
Pain, Sadness and Destroyed...
Seeps through my veins,
Killing all Hope, Happiness and Joy,
In me...

My heart was shattered,
Into a million pieces or more,
A great warrior finally fell,
Spirits of fighting have been silenced.

My love is now in the hands of another,
She's happy with it I can tell,
She has another one to protect her,
And so I'm given up,
I'm the Fallen Guardian.

2 comments:

-Ed- said...

Aww omg!! What a good poem! Terence how u manage to wrote that?!

-Ed- said...

Hey bro! Man ur poem really impress me man... I will give u 10/10 for ur poem.. It was too good to be true bro!