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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