Never in the world history
occurred such a bloody story
of so much blood shed
in so less a space.
of bravado and heroics
of death and disaster.
a distant story of Great War 2
who would scarce remember now.
of surging Japs, of blazing guns
of exploding shells, of spilling blood.
Hindus, muslims and christans
becoming a wall of corpses
in death immortalised their life
such brave and valiant ones
history of Kohima who wrote.
visited i this war cemetry
flowers and graves greeted me
18 years,20 years,26 years
how young how tender they died
for long i brooded and thought
and wondered of this epic war
as it would have been.
sudden shower from heaven
ended my thoughts
with a tear in my eye
and a lump in my throat
i bid adieu to the sleeping ones
who gave their today for our tomorrow
such was my visit
visit to the war cemetry of Kohima.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem