Manmath Dalei Poet Free verse

I Have Seen Death

I have seen death
in the firing sound of terrorists
and sacred blood of martyrs.
Death runs here like a leopard
from line of control to cemetery,
from tender future to last breath of old age.
In the game of politics,
walls of sacrifice fallen down,
rope of devotion turned into pieces,
sacrosanct knot opened loose
and hidden speech remained untold.
In the fire of funeral, million wounds of bullet burned,
flame of countless dreams got illuminated.
The smell of patriotism felt in every part of country,
Motherland cries, tear comes out from the eyes of sky.

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Robert Lindley April 17, 2017 at 11:07 AM Terrorist zeroes pretending to be heroes, yet wrecking carnage and slaughtering innocent people--your words paint a clear picture of they they must be stopped.And stopped by any means.. They that target the innocent women and children, must be brutally dealt with,IMHO. A7

Deadd Accountt March 19, 2017 at 8:33 PM Vivid imagery, my friend. Well done.

Shubham Kamble March 16, 2017 at 1:51 PM Amazing Write!!! I like the last line, the way you've put it! Overall, it's superb. :)

Jan Allison January 29, 2017 at 11:20 AM powerfully penned Manmath - 'death runs here like a leopard' - vast devastation on such a wide area - I wish there was peace in the world so many innocent lives are lost :-(hugs Jan xx Manmath Dalei January 29, 2017 at 11:35 AM Thanks a lot Jan.

Anne-Lise Andresen January 29, 2017 at 8:02 AM - "In the game of politics" ... we will face the death all together ... an alarming future, Manmath - A powerful and well written poem ... a 7 - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Manmath Dalei January 29, 2017 at 8:05 AM Thanks