Game War Poem by narendra nath

I was on the Battle Field,
riding my Royal Enfield.

I took my Gun,
to make the enemies Run.

While i was on the Jet,
i made the enemies Wet.

We pull the Trigger,
to reduce the enemies Figure.

Bang Bang was the Sound,
Run Run was on the Ground.

Bombs were falling from the Sky,
Enemies were running out of Cry.

I took out my Sniper,
to wash them out like a Wiper.

I cut the throat with my Knife,
to take my enemies Life,

I woke up the whole Night,
To keep an eye on the enemies Sight.

Vision was not Clear,
to protect my Dear.

Tankers were moving Here and There,
bunkers were blowing Everywhere.

Communication was the gap in between us,
ammunition was the lack in between us.

Killing was the Mission,
dying for the Reason.

I had never seen such a Battle,
where enemies run like a Cattle.

As the war was Over,
so the game was Over.