I ruined my own Name | War, Soldiers, Predicament of Life, Poem, Video



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I ruined my own Name.
A wrecked body, devoid of soul,
Walking an abandoned road..
As I roar with my eyes,
To burn him in my fiery demise..

No wish to say,
No courage to hear..
Nothing to think,
No choice to fear..

No option to turn back,
Onslaught is the command..
Defeating the gales, the gravity,
Crossing the limits of insanity..

Lion seemingly mouth outcries,
Yelling the thunder of rival’s demise..
As sweat quenches searing gashes,
Blood satisfies earthly wretches..

Trapped within these walls of atrocity,
An innocent man stands for humanity..
Who doesn’t know anger and hate,
Who wants peace to be his fate..

Humanity is what they mar,
This is the brutality of war..
The one kills is a human,
One who is killed is also a human..



a wounded sodier


Its arguably my best creation so far..
It's something that kills me everyday. We waste so much on artillery, ammunitions to protect our borders - Money, Time, Lives of several people in killing weathers and brutal Wars. But even after spending so much we still are't safe. We still fear our neighbors. We are not sure when someone rages a war with nuclear and biological weapons of mass destruction.

We are cowards ...we can't stretch a hand of friendship.
If we loose our ego, we can stumble down to earth to a sacred place where both the losers can win BIG...
In Pakistan, India, Iran, Afghanistan and the world over thousands of people are dying everyday of starvation, lack of medical care, deprived of education, killed due to natural calamities. We owe them something. They have a right. right to be alive, and lead a life without fear...

We can get nuclear weapons but not bread for the poor...
Shameful...!!
Disgraceful..!!

A dream of a safe place to live in...



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