The Real Danger. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Real Danger.
Nightmare scenarios somewhere
The poor humans, they suffers
The suffering of events of histories
Still hounded in minds
Repeating bad events of world wars
The dead souls cries from graves
Still casualties of civilian people
They are deprived the security
Wars ever the suffering the common man
The real shadow wars, stateless powers
Make it uneasy to have an early sound sleep.
The world is truly a scary place now-a-days. I too hope that sense will prevail. Nicely envisioned, Gangadharan Peace
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4/16/2024 12:36:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The real shadow wars, stateless powers Make it uneasy to have an early sound sleep......So nicely and deeply envisioned. An intensive poem I like most. Thanks for sharing. ..... 10