To Wilfred Owen - My Favorite Poet Poem by krishnakumar chandrasekar nair

I still fervently grieve for you
You who could wield a gun
And tenderly also a poetic pen
To write such soulful verse
That no man can read today
Without a moist eye, tear or two
On words, inspired by dark cold trenches
With bleeding wounds and goodbye's said
And you went far too early from your youth
Taking with you a treasure the world will never know
Of so many gems that lay inert in your secret chambers
Unwritten, Unsung as the dirty war laid you low.......