i just want to flip back the pages of life after a few decades, what i write today may not bring that much charm but i am very sure after few decades it will become my cordial pet to be petted regularly.
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
great hero
The herculean Hero
who fought for his soil
He who fights for his soil shall not
resign in vain
Shall stand tall and go for it
Shall pay the ultimate price
And shall make the supreme sacrifice
For land and the whole lot with one
heart
To harvest the harvest of peace
To merge the being
of his soil more and more
Ere our Hero to move far afield
Took hold of words aforesaid so dear
To drain his sons’ pain shrouded in
depth
The nation groans not to brave the hard
times
The royals call not for his firm choice
All eyes in tears and hearts gray
With capped hands made their plea
deepest
Father shall not leave the Golden Throne
straight
But to no avail his mind is made
Not at the altar of his pride and fame
For his country’s dearest and nearest
The dice is cast and so he must go
And no trepidation should ever bar his
way
From his Palace so plain and bare
No tall order had he flung afar
And to the red fields cry did he just listen
Too short was his time to doze and gaze
long
With little stand of his soldier so firm
Of arms that’s thin on the ground
He is not languid in deed he ought to deal
Or reserved in the war he ought to wage
But with heart of gold and soul
Lead those all well but not in haste
To the roaring sea of clashing zone
He was the first to stir the ship of mass
Through thick and thin of weeping waves
He was a audacious hero to stand his
ground
Proved his heart upon needy time’s bid
With all his sons in one warm hold
He made his comeback safe and sound
The battle so drained was yet not in
vain
With Glory as their sweat’s credit
That cost was a prize for his home
Kinz Rinz
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