Blitzkrieg

From the ashes we emerged

Like a phoenix

Full of youth n vigor….

Worth undermined

And skill doubted

Our nemesis it was supposed to be…..

But proved ourselves to the world

Rose to the call of battle

Unflinching n undaunted

A lightning attack we made

Vanquished the entire army……

The clarion of victory reverberated thru the field

Arduous task accomplished

Victorious we stood

Unscathed……

Champions we are…

Undisputed kings - Blitzkrieg


-Prats

Halo around you, I thought to be,
But a cloud I turned out;
Mar your glow,
Let you not shine bright.
Tie you down so tight,
Never let you free.
In a cage I bind you,
Rocks on ur back..
Even tears i've made you shed.
Yet you like me...
A moonbeam I tried to anchor,
Wings I tried to clip,
In turn you I blamed for wanting to fly,
Oh, cruel I am!
A dog I tried to make of a lion.
Worthy not your forgiveness,
Fly away, my love!
Sieze the sky!
This world can't bind you.


-Prats

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man ?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand ?
How many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned ?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea ?
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free ?
How many times can a man turn his head
Pretending he just doesn't see ?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky ?
How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry ?
How many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died ?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 

-Bob Dylan

The waves carressing the shore,your breath on me.
Rain to a plant-your voice
Two suns in the sky when you smile
Stairway to heaven, your arms
Your presence...
The apotheosis in my life,
The only divinity my soul percieves.
Even a momentary absence,
My heart cries out in anguish.
In your life mine is
Without you, zilch.
Leave me not, ever
In your love, my immortality.

-Prats

Count the days,

Count the hours,

For a glimpse of you.

Wait all day for dusk,

Only to see the dark clouds playing jigsaw in the sky.

I lie in wait all night for my moon,

Lucky to chance a moment with him before dawn breaks.

And so on it goes...

Hoping against hope to see the moon every night...

Even while he's asleep,

Even on his days off.

O my moon! never can I get enough of you,

Only the memories to last me through.

-Prats

Where art thou?
In your quest I go,
No hurdle too big.
On your lap let me lie,
While the songs of your valour I hear.
To your arms I'll surrender,
None taketh me away.
Your kiss, the eternal one, I'd like
Forever in dreams I'll lie.
Even thy name...
Such peace it brings,
To slumber we go,
Away from pain.
Up, up and away from sorrow,
O death, embrace me!
Eternal happiness I seek.

-Prats

They walked along the winding lane
He holding onto her, with love, it seemed.
'Where are we going?', asked she.
'To my house, of course', he assured...
'A lot of food you'll get,
Friends to play with,
Never a worry to wet your eye.'
With a smile and a spring
She frolicked all along the way.
Home they reached, a lovely one...
So much care she was given
She burst at her sides,
So happy she never had been before.
One day, for a walk they went...
'Where are we going now?', asked she.
'Too many questions you ask, dear one,
Do not worry when I'm with you,' he replied.
And on they walked.
Reached....a flight of stairs they met.
'Worry not sweetheart, for I'll carry you'
And so he did up the stairs,
While her eyes swimmed with tears of love.
On a table he laid her,
Petting, pacifying....and said
'Close your eyes, a surprise I have for you,'
Eyes closed, a smile on her lips...she waited
A peek she thought she'll sneak,
In time to see the butcher's knife fall.
With a look that said
 'What did I do wrong?'
The lamb died, innocently confused.
'Sorry', the butcher murmured,
'Better now than later'.
Pity he didn't hear the lamb's soul cry,
'I love you, still.'

-Prats