The Chronicles of Victor

The cycles of a human mind are vicious, to break free of everything worldly is to achieve success in its purest form and this the story of a man who edged close enough to achieve that.

In search of victories

I wandered far

into the distant seas

I yearned for you 

like a beggar

crying out to the almighty being.

Clocktowers had spelled doom

and sands had foretold pain

but you for Oh! my distant love

I searched all around

but it was all in vain.

with what belief i fought across

i still sit and ponder about it now

coz' it was neither heaven nor hell

which has made me what i am now.

Vanity was my sword 

Prayers at my feet 

As I marched across the plains

with my proud head held high.

You were and I were you

even I knew it then

alas! My pride was a beast whose 

quest was to vanquish me

I stand at the edge of the world

tall above all my foes

greed and lust, envy and spite                 

are nothing but my prisoners of war                 

as i bask in the glory of their blood                  

they break and are set free                   

as i see the swish of a sword                  

which had cut their shackles free                    

love my love what have you done                    

why did you set them free                  

you fool she cried                     

as i looked down                       

to see my own sword had done this deed.

 

Author's Note

its the basic crux of humanity to search for success and our constant battles to achieve it.. but we often forget that our greatest enemy is none but ourselves.
Looking forward to reviews and your reflections on this theme

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

We lock ourselves up in the fight and never resolve the inner conflict. The desire to compete and the desire to win is strong in the human psyche. nothing will ever change that. Your images are vivid and your word choice is strong. Pride can certainly be a downfall for many. Well written and wise poetry. Lydi**

[Vidya Bacchus]

lovely thought provoking write.Sometimes we ourselves are our worst enemies