Being Blind!

That field was prolific
Battle thunder was in drift
Sob of life were in corners
Chase to capture with haste
Those moments were heading to twilight
But the weapons were still on
There the culprit blinks his eyes
As lost ways in darkness

Impede the self in darkness
There mirror the blot of death
Countless that reflected in black
As lost vision in bumpiness

Past time was vigorous
That praised the self with prejudice
Sense the toll of death countless
Now lost the senses as a whole

Marched on the field to sniff death
To sip the blood shower as a beast
Now the blindness whiffs darkness
Solitude will offer next march

Look! The fall of X
A sigh from some side
Let him to be out of this grief
A shot! Escapism for self and gang

It's the moment of a rethink
Life end with empty hands
Culprit‘s name is worthless always
Generosity creates history

It's the moment of a rethink
Life is not immortal to waste
Lost hours that cannot redeem
Vigor of life lounge in fitness


It's the moment of a rethink
Live the moment with freshness
Spread the hours of peacefulness
Our hours should ring in peace!

©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved

by SALINI NAIR

Comments (6)

Marched on the field to sniff death To sip the blood shower as a beast A terrorist deliberately marches into the warfield to sniff death....! He never think that 'peace has her victories more renowned than war'! A great write!
You have already four comments. I can not go beyond them. A praiseworthy write.
Thoughtful write on terrorist. Fantastic lines.... It's the moment of a rethink Life is not immortal to waste Lost hours that cannot redeem Vigor of life lounge in fitness One realises too late, especially in deathbed all the mistakes one committed. But peace is lost for ever. I loved reading it.
Very thoughtful poem on good concept of peace.......outstanding piece....
Culprit‘s name is worthless always Generosity creates history A thoughtful poem.
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