Scars Of War Poem by Vinaya Joseph

In shadows cast by battle's flame,
Where echoes haunt, and memories maim,
Lie scars unseen, both deep and raw,
Etched on hearts by the wounds of war.

Silent screams in the dead of night,
Whispers of those who lost the fight,
Each scar a tale of pain endured,
In a world where peace remains obscured.

Upon the land, scars etched in soil,
Where once bloomed life, now lies turmoil,
A testament to the price we pay,
For the conflicts that refuse to sway.

Yet amidst the darkness, hope shall rise,
As healing hands and gentle eyes,
Reach out to mend what's been torn apart,
And soothe the scars of the wounded heart.

For in the ashes, seeds take root,
A promise of a brighter pursuit,
Where scars may fade and peace restore,
The beauty that war sought to deplore.