The Last NightA Poem by Prashanth AshokWar separates two loversDon’t go, my love! Not today, not this night Remember your promise? How can this be right Times are indeed cruel Oh God give us courage But I still don’t get it - Why all the killer rage Torn by this nasty war The nation lost its beauty You must go rather far Be bound by your duty The mind accepts it Being, after all, shrewd The heart vetoes it There in comes the feud I am lost, totally speechless With you gone, why this life I am pained by distress To get through this strife Journey to battlefield To fight them; to attack But what would it yield If you did not come back We will win this war I am sure about it But what of me? Did you think a bit Promise me, my love On this very last night Our love for each other It will always be bright © 2012 Prashanth AshokAuthor's Note
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AuthorPrashanth AshokChennai, Tamil Nadu, IndiaAboutTechie from India, who has a great passion for writing ! Hoping to write a bunch of more stories, before I think of publishing a book more..Writing
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