The Battle I Chose

Great life with glorious death!

Mourning has a nice melodic tone...

A day weeping dries before dawn!

Sacrifice is just a hot hashtag...

Funeral becomes celebration

Death is a dusk drama here...

A Fallen solider is their hero

Who was my hero

When he lived himself...

Sudden strike of patriotism

Breaks the silence of social media...

Tri-colour costs coffin

Costly bill for freedom I have ever paid...

Big crowd with loud voice

Murmurs your valiant acts

What I hear as chore from you

I feel suffocated...

Wish to be alone with you

To listen your last escapade...

Get a slap from me for

Taking your vows along with you...

Sitting in the dinning

where you fed me!

Sleeping in the bed

where you held me!

Cooking in the kitchen

where you helped me!

Wondering in the garden

where you played me...

Emptiness everywhere! Alone...

yet the nation

Asks me to be brave...

Smiling with pain

Behaving bravely...

When I lost the life I had...

Not often!

yet the countable days

Had the aroma of my pulse...

One amongst the fallen heroes

For Nation!

But For me..

I had only one of you.

I too proud of yourself

For taking the bullets on chest...

But what should I do

for leaving me behind where

I have all your smell around me...

My eyes witnessed you smart

Majestic with a smile on face...

Now silent even I stand near you

Without winking at me, stagnant...

But I live with no retreat

As this is the battle I chose

To fight beside you...

I love with no regrets

As this is the life I chose

To share with you...

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