Peace On The Battled Plain Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

The soldiers have returned,
After a victorious expedition,
They are descending from the ship,
Harboured ashore, some are singed
Some amputated and some injured.
They will be soon awarded
With the medals of silvers and bronze,
For the lost legs, hands, arms and eyes,
And with a few currency notes.


Their mothers and sisters,
Wives and daughters are anxious,
To have their look,
They watch with the eyes alert,
Some have got restored their similes,
But many of them will return despised,
With tears in the eyes,
And subdued shrikes in the hearts;
But there is peace on the battled plain,
For all heads of the families have been killed,
Ah! Now peace, tears and subdued shrikes
Will go ever side by side.