Sunday, August 28, 2011

A squire i need

in the lands unknown

i explore the frontiers

all the new features

while it looks a blurry future

the tongues they speak

all those unheard

but the eyes say it all

the fear of the unknown

curiosity in the un-chartered

away from my abode

i search for a home

why do the tornadoes not come?

but just the thunders?

missing the twinkle of my eye

when will that shine be back...

they say i glow

but isn't it the ambers of pain

that light me up??

smiling on my scars

need a  coverup to hide

i wish to win

victory i will have

all i ask for is a squire...