Guns booming in the background
Salutations to my combatant warrior
Aloha turned into an adieu in a flash
Do I cry or weep or lament for my beloved
snuffed out like an extinguished candle
Anguish of the nation on the beat with mine
Assassins blown up in ire at the deed
A downpour of emotions obscuring sanity
Where is my valour? Died out by the dastard
Life cast away in obscurity and fathoms deep
Adrift and disoriented,
As I find my moorings, reclaiming fragments
Clarion call, halt not, proceed
Chivalrous like the cavalry, march with the bugle
Massacre the foe, be an armament to protect
My nation, my motherland.
Sad reality…
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Absolutely…Thanks Sunaina for your thought on this one.
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No words!
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🙂 for leaving you speechless!
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Speechless and stunned at the words:)
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The way you’ve put down the words sure would stun anyone. Powerful. Glad you decided to turn Vishal’s story in this poem.
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