Today’s Riddles: June 21, 2010:

I’m by nature solitary, scarred by spear
and wounded by sword, weary of battle.
I frequently see the face of war, and fight
hateful enemies; yet I hold no hope
of help being brought to me in the battle,
before I’m eventually done to death.
In the stronghold of the city sharp-edged swords,
skilfully forged in the flame by smiths,
bite deeply into me. I can but await
a more fearsome encounter; it is not for me
to discover in the city any of those doctors
who heal grievous wounds with roots and herbs.
The scars from sword wounds gape wider and wider;
death blows are dealt to me by day and by night.What am I?

Here on Earth it’s almost always true, that tomorrow will follow today.
Yet there is a place where yesterday always follows today.Where is this place?

You heard me before,
Yet you hear me again.
Then I die, ‘Til you call me again
What am I?