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    The poem describes a warrior facing enemies in battle. As the heat rises, the warrior feels his end may be near but resolves to fight to save his friends. He takes up his sword, covered in dried blood from past battles, and prays for the strength to defeat his enemies. In the battle, the warrior cuts down over a hundred men with his sword before collapsing from exhaustion. However, even after being pierced by arrows, the warrior manages to kill a traitor before dying heroically on the battlefield.

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    The poem describes a warrior facing enemies in battle. As the heat rises, the warrior feels his end may be near but resolves to fight to save his friends. He takes up his sword, covered in dried blood from past battles, and prays for the strength to defeat his enemies. In the battle, the warrior cuts down over a hundred men with his sword before collapsing from exhaustion. However, even after being pierced by arrows, the warrior manages to kill a traitor before dying heroically on the battlefield.

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    The poem describes a warrior facing enemies in battle. As the heat rises, the warrior feels his end may be near but resolves to fight to save his friends. He takes up his sword, covered in dried blood from past battles, and prays for the strength to defeat his enemies. In the battle, the warrior cuts down over a hundred men with his sword before collapsing from exhaustion. However, even after being pierced by arrows, the warrior manages to kill a traitor before dying heroically on the battlefield.

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    49 views3 pages

    The Warrior

    Uploaded by

    anayar38
    The poem describes a warrior facing enemies in battle. As the heat rises, the warrior feels his end may be near but resolves to fight to save his friends. He takes up his sword, covered in dried blood from past battles, and prays for the strength to defeat his enemies. In the battle, the warrior cuts down over a hundred men with his sword before collapsing from exhaustion. However, even after being pierced by arrows, the warrior manages to kill a traitor before dying heroically on the battlefield.

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    The Warriors Sword

    When the sun is up in the sky, A warrior feels his end is nigh. Drops of sweat turn into trails of blood, That is when he decides he will do all he could.

    M. Avinash Rao

    He looks to the sky, there are no clouds, But he realizes his mind is full of doubts. Will I live to be captured, or will I die free? But whatever may happen, this is the way I was born to be

    The heat is scorching, the earth is dry. With cracks in the ground, and the peoples distant cries. Are my friends dying? he asks himself. I shall not let this happen, and this thought he denies.

    He musters all courage, and gathers his might. Rekindles his desire within to fight. He gets up using his powerful hands, And the moment he does, he looks for his sword.

    The blood on it has dried, but it still appeared red.

    Reminding him to his sword, how many souls have been fed. And with every blow with which he struck his foes, Every time to victory he has led.

    With a swing of his arms, he clinches his sword, His entire body acting in accord. Droplets of sweat appear on his forehead. Wiping them off, he glances at the sky and prays to the Lord.

    May I have all the strength, only this I desire, That I strike all my enemies with all my fire. I want not victory, nor glory, nor anything else. But only that I save my friends from consequences dire.

    He sprints for the battlefield, where his friends fight. His speed equaling that of light. Every speck of anger in him burning in his eyes, He roars out aloud and leaps into the battle with all his might.

    With all his strength his sword he swings, So gallantly and swiftly, that it slices through things. Men fell like trees that dare obstruct his path, He stormed into them with the passion of Kings.

    After a hundred men perished under his fatal blows,

    He got onto his knees, tired and gushes of air he took. And everyone knew the moment he returned, The hearts of his enemies with fear had shook.

    A friend cries out his name, and he turns to him, But the friend has joined the enemy, and it was all a whim. By deceiving the warrior, the traitor raises his sword, But the warrior defends for the sake of his Kith and Kin.

    Showers of arrows then pierce his armor, Tearing his chest and piercing his heart full of valor. But the warrior grabs the traitor by his vest, Plunging the sword into his chest.

    Avenging the treachery he takes his final breath, Closing his eyes, he falls to the ground, His body loosens, and he lies on the heath, He dies a hero, and a martyrs death.

    But his soul dies free, and so does he. For because of his vigor, he always was known. He was a legend for all, a great warrior he was. And everyone knew, He, the winner, always had stood alone.

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