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Crimson

The redness of the sky
was merely a hint,
Hint of something big,
Hint of something dark.

The silence in the surrounding
was merely a sign,
Sign of thunderstorm may be,
Sign of something wrong may be.

I don't remember what happened next.
My eyes opened,
What I saw was horrible,
More blood in the soil,
More dead than alive.
It was a question whether I would survive.
What I felt was miserable,
More cruelty and void,
More sadness in voice.
More dust than air,
And people crying "How you dare?"

And that's when I understood.
The redness of sky was nothing but the hint of war.
The silence in surrounding was nothing but
the end of peace.
End of happiness and end of lives.

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Edward Mccall Date: 1/13/2017 11:39:00 AM This is a very poinyant and powerful poem. War is an ugly thing and most people don't want to write about it. I commend you your courage and your truthfulness. You write so well I find it hard to believe that you are a beginner, I look forward to reading more of your poems. Login to Reply Aarushi Pandey Date: 1/13/2017 11:44:00 AM Wow! Thank you very very much. This comment made this day a great one. I was so disturbed by the cold war between India and Pakistan. I just fear about the war. And it inspired me to write this one. Keep encouraging. Much Love :)

Liam Mcdaid Date: 10/21/2016 6:22:00 AM war i believe demons rob people of their innocence growing up in ireland at a time of conflict excellent piece of writing held me to the last word i pray you have a blessing of a weekend Login to Reply Aarushi Pandey Date: 10/26/2016 8:19:00 AM The relation between India and Pakistan are getting worse every day. This is what inspired me to write this. Thank you so much, sir. As a beginner, I get inspiration from here a lot.