Oh Men Of Brave Hearts - Poem by Ashly Harshad
I ain't here now to wake up - to the lovely giggles of my adorable little girl,
To the most ardent hugs and kisses of my love,
To the fondness of my family.
No more sunrises will fill my day.
But I am not crestfallen or woebegone,
For I was a soldier born with a brave heart.
In that smoke engulfed war zone,
Where I stood bravely a while ago,
I lay lifeless,
My youthful vigour declining to recuperate,
I saw the brightest sun for the one last time,
Before it paved way to complete darkness.
Fallen though but undoubtedly not a failed one,
Because I re-live in everyone's heart as a soldier with a brave heart,
Who died too young to preserve the freedom you enjoy.
As a soul bequeathed in its entirety to serve this nation.
Hear my message oh men of brave hearts-,
My comrade, my folks and the youth,
Together we made pledges to serve this country,
Together we marched out of the academy,
Our voices of faith, honesty and obedience at the peril of our life,
Still echoed and perhaps followed;
Behind those enemy lines we fought not only the perpetrators but the bitterness of nature;
We were too young to overcome that terror and fear of war;
But still we did, as love for our country and countrymen were high.
Generations admired us as heroes! !
Then why did you choose a path unlike me?
Over the vows you choose comforts,
Slowly falling into that honey trap you deceived yourself and a country at large,
Who is advantageous here?
Me who earned martyrdom at the cost of your vices and follies,
Or you who ended up being disgraceful and caused me my life.
Choices make you what you are and define you even if you are no more.
And men of brave hearts seldom make a wrong one.
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