Anshika Bhatt Poet Rhyme

A Sybaritic Soldier

Black and Smoke , Black and Smoke
I opened my eyes 
Rigid land , full of Red
I saw my comrades dead.
Severe injuries , without a pinch of pain
Strolled in the barren-garden of limbs and vain.
A thought of higher ups came to my mind ,
Even before the folks of mine.
I thought to myself “Even a stranger would be fine.”
But not even an entity was found on the land of land-mines.
This good-evil feel of greed,
Was not a fault of mine but of my breed.
My mind asked “Is it the end?”
While my soul said “Don't know of you but for me ‘It’ is the end.”

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Beata Agustin July 26, 2024 at 8:52 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.