Furore of the battle died
Silence of the graves was born
Cries of the war haunted the ears
Silence still haunts the souls
That horrendous battlefield
Gives them a pleasant view
From this graveyard they stand in
To celebrate the end of a win
They fought, they killed, they lost
Not the war, but the warriors
But they say they have won
Those lost warriors have also won
They killed for land, killed for glory
Killed for god and for his mercy
The love for life has changed
Lust to take life is what remains
This longing for one’s survival
Is hindering the survival of all
If this race to kill doesn’t stop
Will kill this race for once and all
A well articulated poem written with intensity, to dislodge the idea that war sometimes serve negative good. Penned with clarity, calling for Universal Brotherhood of Man. A nice piece indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem, Jaspreet. War is never an answer Peace
Thank You