The
last breath
-
Anushka
Chunks
of metal
Pumped
into life
Breathing
his last
Amidst
an aura of strife
He
thinks not of
Where
he’ll land up
In
heaven or hell
He
leaves that to the name
He
worshipped so well.
He
thinks not
Of
decorations that he deserves
Nor
of the million lives
He’d
been fighting to preserve.
He
has nothing to lose
N’
he feels no pain
He
thinks of only
Whether
the nation will do what it claims
I
haven’t been there
So
I don’t really know
How
it feels like to go
With
a feeling of uncertainty
In
ur heart & soul
With
unfulfilled responsibilities
And
no final adieus!
But
one thing’s for sure
Its
not easy for those eyes
To
see their pride
Being
brought home!
