Brave Warrior
A Anjandev Roy
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It is unbelievable that the brave warrior of my soul is no more,
He was very much living and energetic even few days ago,
But now he is gone,
I seek him everywhere with immense concentration and passion,
Still I find no trace of him.
It's an awkward situation for me,
But I am reluctant to give up easily,
On that dark and silent night,
I call my brave warrior in profound grief,
I hear the timid voice of someone from inside,
"I am the cowardly warrior of your polluted soul
And from now I will live with you forever."
I scream in deep frustration.
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