Life of a soldier
It was the eleventh hour of the midnight, He stood single on the border line,
Drones and missiles moved like light, The whole warzone was seen by lightning shine, He heard the sound of tank and gun fight, Alas , there was no amicable solution or sign.
His walkie -talkie alarmed continuously, The bomb's noise forced him to be alert,
He stood on the same spot for a month lonely,
Loneliness and darkness produced him hurt, Cruel war affected the individual bluntly, Noise and lightning drove the earth into dirt.
Life of a soldier was as equal to the hell, No one was ready to quench his thirst, His neck was ached by the machine gun well, Tactical boots wore by him make to feel the worst, Every second was ready to give him death farewell, His sacrifice and valour should be exposed first.
Copyright © Balasubramaniyan Venkataramani | Year Posted 2025
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