Let me count tears
before the war begins
Let me sense wounds
before the war begins
After the war, I'll see
nothing; no cottage, no tree, no smile,
no love, no trust. War will take away
green grass, melody and dreams
Only ravaged land, betrayed
looks, malnourished children
hanging from the arms of
wretched, raped mothers
Let me cry loud before
the war begins, because
I'll have no tear left
after the war
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[First published in the "Tuck Magazine", USA, March 28,2019]
After the war, I'll see nothing; no cottage, no tree, no smile, no love, no trust. War will take away green grass, melody and dreams......Let me cry loud. o h my dear poet, i love this poem. it is full of emotion. one senses how you as a poet feels with the ravagind effect, the destruction and annihilation of the war.. thank u dear poet. tony
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow! Great poetry, Aneek. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.