Sky Is A Battlefield At Night Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

I lay on the grass and watch
The night sky with its millions of stars
Moving slowly to the west like
Soldiers going to fight some ugly wars

The moon as the head marches
With its head holding straight and high
The wind beats the drums and
Blows the trumpet and is ready to die

Sky as the battlefield over earth
Will hold the fight till break of the dawn
There will be peace all around
As darkness vanishes with arrival of the sun