Ambition

by osama   Aug 9, 2008


Truce in a battle field

A traitor is in the shield

Where to run after a cheep hunt

Siege in prison and no where to taunt

Settle in the mud and shadows with tears

Rugged with rage and starting with fears

A smoky gun towards my age

And strong hands shutting my sage

Fearful I am towards my cage

Righting my words in a common stage

Faze and haze inside my lungs

Poison and raze towards my tongue

Struggling in life and reaching my case

Spinning in daze and no where to race

Trusting wishes and stars are far away

Rise in ambition and let you're soul break this day

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  • 15 years ago

    by osama

    Plz comment on this poem