Born of faith, love, loss and pain: this is all that shall remain - Warriorcryptopoetry

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I was born in London but lived in many countries. I’ve fought in many places but loved in many more. My friends often hate me and my enemies sometimes love me. Nothing survives our journey except for the truth of our hearts.

“As day turns to dusk
Greying skies, rusting structures, cracked streets
All welcome the shadows of darkness to hide their lost grace

Not so the weeping heart.
The night serves only to enhance fears and magnify pains
Light and warmth are the antidote to grief's venomous grasp

The world seems filled with private battles.
Miniature conflicts of the heart and soul which echo
Like angry voices from empty walls

Some say that kindness is a weakness
Some say that love is the faith of fools
Truth says that life without love means nothing:

When the flesh grows tired of the wind and the rain
When the mind is fatigued from stress and pain
What is left but the memory of love?

A life flies through years of time
Punctuated by the turbulence of change
Love is the air of life without which the journey could not begin

My day starts and ends with love for you.
My sun rises and sets in your eyes.
My journey begins and ends in your arms.”