My Soldier, My Soul
A wintry night,
Heavens covered in a white hue,
All life came to a frozen still,
A soldier took the hand of his beloved,
Gazing deeply into her eyes he felt solace,
Unwilling to part he embraces her like it was his last,
For the battle awaits, his loyalty and skills put to task,
His last words to her before he proceeded to hell,
" Ill think of you amidst the hell-fire of war,
The love we share and the journey we travelled so far,
The enemy rages on to enslave and slaughter,
I shall fight them with all my might,
to purge them darkness and bring forth the light " ,
Overwhelming sadness and longing,
She wept and felt a void like never before,
Promising to once again before reunited,
She bid farewell to he beloved,
Months passed and there was a knock on her door,
His brother in arms stood in silence and respect,
He had come to deliver the final letter from her beloved,
He told her that her beloved fought the war with fierce determination,
Braved unfathomable evil designs of the enemy war machine,
He succumbed to a bullet in the heart,
I held his hands and his glow was diminishing,
I saw pride in his eyes that he had given his life for his nation,
I felt has sadness that he could not keep his promise to you.
As i whispered a final prayer to usher him into the gates of heaven,
He held a picture of you firmly in his grasp,
When the light from his eyes faded , a gentle smile remained,
He fought for the freedom that now covers our land,
He knew deep in his soul and heart,
that one day you both would meet again,
And walk together in the promised land.
Copyright © Chandrasekar Singaram | Year Posted 2016
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