Battlefield Ukraine Poem by Jinnuraine Jaigirdar

Sixty kilometer long convoy, moving with combat decoration,
The war song 'Katiusha' sounds loud in penetration;
The gunpowder smell all around the air of Ukraine in vibration,
In the heart of the convoy is a turbulent fear of violation;
Chariot after chariot, tank after tank moves in restless elation;
Arm forces asking about 'vacuum bomb's' lesion,
Will the 'nuclear bomb' lose its way in Putin's new fashion?
Moscow is determined to win the war in this session.


Meanwhile, in Western side, ongoing sixty kilometer long procession
The music of despair 'Hurt' plays in a slow, heartfelt expression;
The mourners trembled, standing with gifts in their possession,
The heart vanished in an unknown fear from within the procession;
In the hands of an insane, humanity is violated in succession,
Ongoing convoy of sanctions; arms and money promises are in late disposition;
Yet souls are silently losing breath, oxygen is finite in the world of agression;
No one knows what will happen, Moscow is desperate for horizon to be in red decoration.