Soldier
MY FIRST PATRIOTIC
SOLDIER
Thoughts drift towards another world
Mind starts thinking in different fold
Lets you down with no hope for
When loved ones leave alone for war
Moments spent were really happier
Day they left eyes were full of tears
Dark night waiting to sight
Joining the group in the loop
They were traveling with the troop
Fighting hard with the foes
They showed courage, brought them to toes
Land was full of blood as seen
To be martyrs, they were so keen
Victory is what for which they die
Furling the TRICOLOR in the SKY.
------YASHU
Copyright © Yashwant Chougule | Year Posted 2011
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