Supraja Kannan Poet Free verse

Lament of An Unbiased Breeze From a War Field

Cutest prattles of children I adore
Are now the loudest cries I bear
Oh, No! The grieves of these abandoned souls
The worst sounds I have ever heard

Mesmerizing songs of endemic birds I carried
have become a threatening alarm now
Migratory birds missed the way to their hometown 
Endemic ones sense no way at all to escape

Minerals accumulated river
is now of blood spilling over
Obnoxious odour it is,
I couldn't carry further...

Daily prayers and chants I hear 
have turned into laments with fear
Thrumming thunder drums I bring 
turned out to be the horrible skirmishes

Two military factions strictly crafting their plans 
Echoing the sounds of huge bombs and gunfires 
Reigned over their people by creating boundaries 
Unfortunately, this unbiased breeze is same for all

Amidst this tormenting situation, I still try to thrive
to be a solacing breath to the struggling souls out there
If not, I would have become a windstorm
and ruined the entire place certainly 

21-Oct -2023

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Silent One October 21, 2023 at 9:37 AM Great poem Supraja with great storytelling..

Victor Buhagiar October 21, 2023 at 9:02 AM As a poem this is splendid, but I can't help the killing of unarmed persons. There is too much evil in this world. Blessings

Vijay Pandit October 21, 2023 at 6:22 AM Cutest prattles of children I adore Are now the loudest cries I bear---Daily prayers and chants I hear have turned into laments with fear---splendidly descriptive laments from the war zone, Supraja. It is hard to watch the scenes of suffering and destruction. A FAVE for highlighting this theme that constantly roils humanity in wars of death.