A day, when the reign is mine
Cheering with a flute of wine...Tides, touching the height of sky
Wind, roaring a li'l high...
At the dusk, watching the sun
Urging the likes, being a none...
Today, I'm afraid of something
Unknown, the creepy, mystic thing...
Though fighting a war is an artistry
A sea of blood lies beneath the victory...
Rain, rain and rain with the shield
Not in the battle, but in the field...
- Ravi Sisodia 'Pankh'
3 comments:
kuchh bhi samajh nhi aaya...
Poem full of despair and hope.
"Though fighting a war is an artistry
A sea of blood lies beneath the victory..."
You have to lose something to gain something.
Beautiful portrayal :)
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You're the first one to understand the secret of the lines exactly in the same way I wrote.
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