I am the victim of cold war
since am the soldier in field
struggle to overcome in battle
with cold temperature in mass
The sleepless night to think
look after by the combat
the heed comes from home leader
whom leads to fullest, witness
up and down in often temperature
Warmness gets the mass
sweeping nightmare of worse
bringing down his day official
to take-care the cold war
Every time the parents care
there son – soldier
to come out of source immediately
but somehow they support for victory
In this case they spent sleepless night
and day to watchful there son in field
of cold and temperature
to rise and down till it ground.
7 comments:
These are strong words, my dear friend.
I'm moved by your words... You're a great writer, Jeevan
Peace and Love always, ((HUG))
Annie
Happy Diwali, dear. Very nice post
very very deep lines brother. i wish you are all well. I can sense what you are going through. hugs.
Sachin – I am fine, thank you.
Annie – Thank you dear friend :)
Jeeves – Thanks dear, wish you a happy deepavali too :)
GP – yes, am doing well with little cold! Thanks bro.
dear jeevan,
come on ,cheer up.
amma
Cheer up. Its Diwali and be happy.
Dear Jeevan
no words to express my feelings on this poem.
Cheerup dear, World is yours,
Carry on dear.
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