I Have Seen Hatred In Your Eyes Poem by Neela Nath Das

I Have Seen Hatred In Your Eyes



I have seen hatred in your eyes,
Perhaps, you are seeing the same.
We are in front, we are not friend.
You may shot me dead now,
I can do that either....
They will box us up,
To send to our home.
Our parents will not shed tear,
As they are the parents of martyrs.
The bellicose war-mongers
Will sit to final their deal...
Our wives will weep silently,
Children' blank head may not feel,
They have become orphan!
Our scornful look will be dull,
Nothing to express, or to watch!
Love for our country will be
Celebrated with the bugle,
Guard of Honor, awards!
Let's show our love for our
Own respective countries! !

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is a tribute to the Indian Soldiers who dedicated their lives for our motherland)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

It is most definate To show the love And to really recognise The efforts that were put But those soldiers However though, It also important to storm Your appreciations On some of the lives That were lost in those struggles It is always painfull To recall how those soldiers Made sure that we have the lives we have And that we are at peace, But we never give credit and enough respect Of their efforts and sacrifices, Thank you fro sharing The_African_Son

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Vipins Puthooran 19 July 2012

Let's show our love now Towards the orphan families Of our courageous soldiers// A good poem! ! !

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Shouvik Roy 18 July 2012

a good tribute to the soldiers who lay down their lives for us, irrespective of their countries..

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Unwritten Soul 17 July 2012

Nice tributes, but oh human, dont start any fire by starting hating each other, just love...Hate is like a small fire, it can burn and useful to us, but when it out of control it becomes a disaster...in a person to community, country to nations....it will burn...but for who just stand to protect their life and others, innocence is the white to keep...then we should protect...dont start a war in any reason because we are planning to kill ourself for the next generation...life is not to but with blood, it is a gift to bring it more than just a name...protect when need but hate should not exist.._Unwritten Soul

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