Life Donners Poem by Heenal Vora

I am born to die,
I am born to say goodbie.
I celebrate the festivals on the border,
And birthdays, anniversaries with guns or with bombs.

We live in the zone of danger,
Injury on the body grown.
Real death games are played everyday,
Guns be our partner every second.

Memmories attack when we lay,
Which focefully needs to be blackened.
Life is gifted you on my death,
Make sure you remember me atleast once in a breathe.