Once walking to an
important destination,
I had lost all my directions.
Reached to an
enemy’s spot,
Against whom we
had recently fought. 
The Silence was at
its peak, 
Even the crows had
lost their beaks. 
Suddenly A knife
in my back,
Yes , it was an
enemy attack.
The rising pain
made me cry,
They too left me
high and dry.
Still lying on
ground,
Waiting myself to
get rot, 
I started to remember
my training that i forgot.
“ A Soldier never
gives up ”
 “ A Soldier lives Strong “ 
Somehow I ran back
to my sand,
Today that Unknown direction,
Has become my Important Destination.
My thirst, I will Quench,
I have come back for a revenge.
This Silence makes
me naustalgic,
And suddenly the
wound starts to hurt,
Mind calculates a
threat,
But the heart is
always ready to bet. 
Procrastinating
things now, 
It serves me as a
guide.
Wounds of the last
battle, 
Still hurts me
inside. 
The Walk of Pride
, 
And the talks of
honour, 
Later made my
nights a horror.
Don’t attack from
my behind,
Army men don’t do
that.
Shoot a bullet ,
From Front , 
ON my chest, 
Ill open my arms
& welcome it,
 as if it was my guest.
We Live Strong. We don't fear death. 
Because,
A soldier never dies.
Because,
A soldier never dies.
A Soldier martyrs ! 

 
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