war and pieces of peaceA Poem by poddar kushal War and pieces of peaceDropping parachutes on a land of white jasmines The fingers tightening the grips on fatal arms, They do not dare to whisper for the fear Of detection, of death and of noncompliance. The pasture of tickling verdant, amused, happy… The grass grabs knees, flowered resistance at their feet. An obscure cannon has lost its grave potency. How far will they go, asks a colored creature of An earth belongs to life, dream and natural death Whispering neutrally in calm ears of beings. The troopers are moving with steps full of fear Only to become consumed in the shadows of A landscape of white jasmines…
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16 Reviews Added on March 20, 2008 Authorpoddar kushalkolkata, India, IndiaAboutlife and trying to earn bread made me an advocate. mad at my own stressful self, turned to writing. poems mainly. but, there are several short stories published in my mother toungue 'bengali'.i live i.. more..Writing
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