Athirst for Warmth

In stifling air

as it gasped
for breath

it saw it was just

benumbed from pain

not yet dead

And so it lay there
once again

Emotions dried

the darkness filled the

Void inside

Its thirst got quenched

From the tears it cried

But its hunger

Lingered on

For the light that crept in

At the break of dawn

And healed its

Bleeding flesh and bruise

Its wounds were tender

Painful, sore

It yearned for the light

Often, more

This restless yearning
Too long a wait
More anguish of mind
Than of physical state

Thats when its

Anger and fury peaked

Encaged, enraged

Vengeance it wreaked

overpowering

the numbing fear

It broke away

From the dungeon drear

Beating, defeating

The guilt, disdain

The mighty dragon

Rose again

In wrath, it exhaled

the fiery fire

intense, ablaze

with passion, with desire

its eyes

penetrating, sharp and still

stirring fright

a mere look could kill

its muscles burnt with

venomous hate

wings flapped wildly

toughened by the long wait

with mad ambition

dominance, decision

unparalleled strength

and fierce precision

a strong will

and stronger might

it readied itself for

The Last Fight

-