Hopes Under Siege! ! Poem by Raj Kashyap

Only the dead has,
Seen the end of war.
If we don't end the war,
The war will end us! !

Hiding under de table,
Eyes filled w/ saline water,
My Dreams getting frost,
Heart beats almost lost.

Death raiding the valley,
Sirens nearing de entire city,
Faith lost from humanity,

Then, flew a gust of blood,
Similar to that of the rust,
Greed ringing the heaven,
Hopes lost in the filth dust.

Fireworks liting up the sky,
Many died quietly in de beds,
War doesn't determine who,
Is right - only who is left.

The hue is then painted red,
Corpse ambling shoeless in hot,
Sun, having only tears to gulf,
& only raw gunpowder to eat.

I can hear missiles whispering,
Troops sauntering a cake walk,
Jets singing melody of adversity,
Eyes ready to witness a nightmare.

Home, My home sweet home! ! !
Is no more sweeter, but dolefully a,
Graveyard, in which cadavers &
Memories of loved ones is buried.

Birds, chirping without wings,
Queens to live without kings,
Pain surrounds the entire ring,
War making the dead sing.

Dreams killed, hopes blasted,
My future getting orphaned,
War can't bring a long lasting,
Peace, but a long lasting death.

Adrenaline bursting nerves,
Instead of loving people and,
Using money, sadly human,
Often love money & use people.

Sound of bullets haunting me,
The greatest thing de almighty,
Life could gift you is, "life itself"! ! !
Sadly, de table too has left me,

- By Raj Kashyap…