Fabiyas M V Poet Free verse

Sonam Snow-Slide

A glacier gobbles Sonam, 
the highest military post,
with its nine soldiers in 
Arctic sleeping bags. 
Lance Naik Thappa lies
in an air bubble as a fetus.
Sense becomes a wretched 
thing. Bravery freezes.
 
After the sunrise, a radio
set at another post cracks
to life with his voice,
awakening the recovery 
team. He resists the chill
with his will. Image of a 
forlorn family frightens him.
 
Corpses are dug out 
of blue ice boulders. 
Thappa’s body is recovered
on the fifth day, with clutches
of death and a rare spark in his
eyes. Press corps move their
cameras, musing how to make
it more sensitive. A pair of
dry lips whispers holy words
before the door of ICU, while 
death packs her soldier’s soul.

Pyre burns with flames of 
pain. Ash of pride remains.


First printed in The Literary Hatchet

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