In the arena of life, a lone fighter stands,
Amidst the chaos, in barren lands.
With courage as their sword, and hope as their shield,
They march on, refusing to yield.

Through battles lost and wounds unseen,
They carry on, with a spirit keen.
For though they walk the path alone,
Their strength and resilience have grown.

In the silence of the night, they find solace,
In solitude's embrace, they find grace.
For they know that in their solitude's plight,
They emerge stronger, filled with light.

Though the world may not understand,
The lonely fighter's journey, grand.
Their spirit soars, their heart's aflame,
As they carve their path, without shame.

So let us honor the lonely fighter's quest,
Their courage and strength, put to the test.
For in their solitude, they find their might,
And in their battles, they shine bright.
© director.gopikiran