THE BACKSTAGE OF ‘WAR’

Swords had clashed,

Lives into few breaths had dashed,

True the conquerors on their part,

Justified their winnings and had achieved their darts…

But who goes to the silent lanes,

Where BLOODY BODIES lie of those who died of excruciating pain

Even a valiant, a gallant does have emotions at core,

More than a safe country, he does not ask for more,

But is every soldier meant to be a martyr,

Is war a necessary death bed to be bear..

The RED sea had, and always will reflect man and his insane ethics,

To man, his anger is his biggest jinx,

We don’t witness the presence of god,

But still we pray.

Though blue skies have turned grey,

But every cloud has a a silver line,

I am wishing for that glimmer to shine,

Else, the conqueror’s throne and peace shall only exist..

WHEN LIVES CEASE TO EXIST. 

 (I wrote this one in standard 9)