O Warrior Poem by Gajanan Mishra

O warrior,
What a life you have here!
What is there in your quiver?

My promise
Let me deliver.
I am a loser
But never lower.

In my life
Here is winter,
And I know
Spring is here
Ready to enter
With feathers
Full of colours.

In peace I discover
Unwritten letters.

Empty space
With thunder
I witness
The laughter.

How can I say
Neither I am new
To this atmosphere
Nor I am a skyscraper
Either.

But for a minute
My prayer
You please hear.

Am I not your
Near and dear?
With love
I am the man to
Distinguish one another.