The spirit that brings one in a battlefield,
That spirit is immortal and is never broken,
Battles may be won, battles may be lost,
Wait for tomorrow, the stones will be shaken,
The descendants inherit neither a victory nor the defeat,
They inherit this abstract spirit and make it concrete.
The stones will be changed in peaceful loving hearts,
The enemies of peace will become its best friends,
When battles are modified in struggles of love,
These are not stones, this is the battle that ends,
As the stones enter the stage in a different costume,
No weapons in hands but flowers, colors and perfume!
meaningful poem /// wining war featured by the huge lost defeated war featured by the huge lost war just roars for the lost of both side!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a wonderful, insightful and inspiring poem. Yes, the abstract spirit of love and peace will melt all hate ushering the combatants in the battlefield to end the war. Excellent write on peace and war. 10+++and onto my Poem List.