War and Victory

by: sarswati koul   

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When power proved its victory and celebrations are in their way,


Coming down to the street, I found a hunger-bitten lady searching her needs with a fray;
Who said it was a musky, the deep wounds shown by her to me was husky,
The human agitation is sprouting in tranquility, which they want to conquer
As she was narrating her past to me and said that she lost all her royal yonker,
Her shoulders could hardly bear the weight of torned straps of her blouse;
Pushing with the ingrained wrinkles, her whisper holds my breath;
Life can sustain with a simple world too, why they need war for the peace
Domestic carnage was filled with whole decade;
Who will think that the old mans chimney look glazed
The life without love, cradle of springs and the green paddies become crazed
She showed a toy to me that could mimic her with revolving wings
For years, she cherished it lot and was only her one left engagement ring,
The grief stricken pain with sparks in her eyes hold my belief;
She left some words for her grave with me; that was green but unseen ---
But I want to incarnate them when I will die- No war for the peace, no blood for the land, no brutality for cravings and no pain for reign.
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