Warrior - The Dream Poem by Jithu Varghese

Eyes wide shut, waiting for Dreams to unveil
There I stood, Waiting near the arena gates
Activity beckons at the center of the Colosseum Arena
Loud roars around, chanting Slogans and fouls
Colosseum vibrant like a multi-colored flower

Sheeps, Bulls, bears, Coyotes
Foxes, Lions, Scorpions, Dragons
Vultures, Elephants, Pythons
All seated with one of their own
Attention shifted to the arena center

The mighty Red dragon, torrid and thirsty
crown embedded with Golden stars
Eyes shift to the brown cloaked Man
Brave and undaunted, But sorrow and Pain I could see
No weapons, No shield

The dragon looked at him, fuming with wrath
Man looked up to bright blue sky
Lifted both his Hands and just smiled
Dragon crushed the man, fire fuming from the nose
Not all the dragons cheered, Some looked on
With silence & disbelief, Helplessness and pain filled


Clad with iron robe I stood, Sword and a blue Shield
Sword in my hand, I felt like a Kid with his new PSP
I walked to center, the dragon awaits
Dragon breathes fire, The shield protects
Shield emits strong radiant Light,
Blinds the Dragon, forces his collapse

I walk on top of Mighty Red Dragon
Geared to pierce his heart with the Sword
Like a Knife cutting into Butter
Tears dropped from the mighty Dragon
I smiled, patted his tummy
And Walked away

The crowd cheered,
Few of them rejoiced,
Few cried,
Few seemed uninterested,
Some of my own people, frowned
And were Furious, but looked down to the bag of dragon's golden coins

Thousands shouting Slogans and chants
Calling me the 'Hero, who saved us! '
The brown cloak clothed man smiled from the clouds above
I was about to say 'But I never meant.........'
Then I saw myself right in front of me
Smiling with a finger on the lips and a naughty wink

Clouds and Mist covered my vision
I woke up with smile on my face,
And palms holding a 5-cent Italian coin
with the face of the warrior
I will Never say who