I FEEL, I FEEL
When there are no more tears
To shed over sleepless nights
I have paced the floor bare
Writhing in my helplessness
Beneath veils of equanimity
Within inclusivity, lost my identity
The enemy remains camouflaged
As he piled up his explosive arsenal in my backyard
To rain death upon me and my trusting brothers
Here I am on the frozen soil
Not enough hands, a nation of a billion
To pick up bits & pieces of my tattered flesh
Strewn all over this war torn frozen soil
I can no longer hold my furious sobs within
I need to let out this howl long into the night
A war cry to awaken my sleeping brethrens
Your sense of security is a fallacy
Unclasp these chains of magnanimity
Confront the cowardice cowering within
The attack was frontal, it is now guttural
Your guts will be spilled on the streets
Your home is under fire,
Your loved ones will be dragged into the pits to be butchered
What will you do, don't you feel, don't you feel
But I feel, I feel even in my agonized death
A call to set this wrong right
To vanquish the enemy growing within
It's this cancerous ideology needing nationalistic treatment
Now that my eyes in death are dry
Lead the front of this charge, brothers & sisters mine
I need your hands, pick me up from the bloodied ground
Fly me home in empty coffins
Tell my people there was nothing left of me to be delivered
I was vaporized by a zealots fanaticism
I feel, I feel in death, I will return
Again to proudly wear my uniform
Andavenge this mindless savagery
A glowing tribute to the soldiers martyred in Kashmir in Feb 2019 in a most dastardly attack on their convoy by the terrorists. The poem full of patriotic feelings is also an attempt to share the grief of the shattered families of the martyrs.10+++++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
VERY GLOWING TRIBUTE you have penned the world read it in papers Sad but when one joins a military band coffin he holds in his hand Rest exploit for political reasons dead ones knew but couldn't much do families need only to bear the brunt O class poetess raed my moms smiles but don't cry