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The Soldier Story

The Soldier

The dust has now settled, but the cries are raging on
The battle has now settled, but the war is raging on

We are still standing over this scorched land
While our souls are getting burnt
We are still marching over this dead land
While our hearts are dying at every turn

We can do nothing but our duty
Don’t expect from us to show pity
We are just heartless for the enemy
As we do, anything for the country

We are just soldiers
We don’t ask you to remember us
We are just saviors
We don’t expect you to remember us

I don't know if I'll see the one beside me
For us, death is a part of life
I don't know if the one who will be carried is me
For us, killing is a part of life

The bullets have now rained again
My friends have now fallen again
Have any of them asked for mercy?
No! They say everything for the country

This is a war and not some fairytale
You’ll get death when you fail
Should we make our face pale?
No! We will always be brave and hale

The dust has now settled, but the cries are raging on
The battle has now settled, but the war is raging on

I am now carrying my dear friends
Some breaths have now been lost
I am now praying for my dear friends
Some souls have now been lost

Should I shed tears on them?
Should I feel pity for them?

No! I can’t let their pride be defiled
I still remember their dying smiles
Their dying words make my heart heavy
Their words were EVERYTHING FOR THE COUNTRY

When we led our friend to his family
We say he’s now a martyr for the country
We heard a sudden cry, after a moment of silence
I can only let my head down, hearing them weep in silence

There is a sudden cry (scream) of a child from the door
He asked his mother, why the people are so more
When his sight fell at the coffin on the floor
Shame on me! As I couldn’t save him in war

The child caresses the coffin as his tears flow
He began to murmur something as the time flows
I can't help myself but know

What is the last thing he wants to say?
What is the last thing he wants to convey?
My head sprang up after hearing those words
My tears gushed after hearing those words
I heard from my ear, as my heart pounded heavily
The words echoed “EVERYTHING FOR THE COUNTRY.”

Copyright © Mohammad Ahmed Ansari | Year Posted 2021



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A Day of Drunkard

While sipping the brew from the bottle
The world is just a big bubble
Where the law is always denied
For the people, I am a drunkard on the roadside




As the sun rays leaks from the canopy
I can hear the birds chirp happily
As I throw grains on the canopy
I can hear the birds cry hastily
As one start to eat casually
I can hear the others cry angrily
As they fight each other craftily
I can hear the grains fall rapidly
As they fight each other for one
They don’t care when they have lost some
If they had shared with everyone
Than their loss would have been none




While sipping the brew from the bottle
My mind runs in full throttle
As I got lost in my joyride
For people, I am a drunkard on the roadside




As I was pulled from hallucination
There are people making noise in frustration
They talk for the change with minds in hesitation
They talk for the others with hearts in division
They fight for their god, they fight for their religion
They fight for their language, they fight for their region

They lie as they search for salvation
They cry as they mend their relations
They pry as they ask for a donation
They smile as they think of the accusation
Pointing fingers on me, as they talk for their nation

There is some complaining about their life
There are some stress from their child and wife
As their hearts are placed on a knife
They have still not forgotten to strive


While sipping the brew from the bottle
Life is full of struggle
Where your existence can be denied
For people, I am a drunkard on the roadside


The moon hung in the sky of night
Can you find the place of dark and bright?
Just like the hearts in black and white
Can you feel their will? Can you feel their might?
Every day I see many who die
Every day I see many who cry
The world is a journey where you live and try
You try to struggle you try to fly
Who will be the eagle or a mayfly?
Let see who will shout banzai (shouting cheerfully in Japanese)

While sipping the brew from the bottle
I lost in the dream of mortals
Where I will never know about misguide
For people, I am a drunkard on the roadside

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Song of City

I have seen dreams come true
I have seen dreams fell shrew
In this land of mine
I have seen dreams which grew

I have seen those who stand up
I have seen those who flare-up
In my land of Fessel (shackles in French)
I have seen those who break up

I have seen those who dropdown
I have seen those who fall down
In my land of despair 
I have seen those who broke down

I have seen those who crawl in
I have seen those who walk in
In this land of vying
I have seen those who run in
I have seen those who forgot himself
I have seen those who forgot themselves
In my land of neglect
I have seen those who forgot yourself

I have seen those who live in 
I have seen those who believe in
In my land of dreams
I have seen those who dream in

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Changing World


Date:-28/06/2020
When the time moves, world change Who will remain sane; who will become derange? Who will withdraw; who will improve? World change, when the time moves When the blood flow, it is red Black or white; they all bled There is no life; high and low It is red; when the blood flow Humanity cries when the beast wakes up Who will lose the mind; who will become corrupt They will become the same; truth and lies When the beast wakes up, humanity cries While taking the blow of disaster, we will strive No one can decide, the value of our life We will grab our fate, we will be our master We will strive while taking the blow of disaster
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