The WOunds of War
Posted 01-28-2009 at 02:19 AM by theblackalchemist
Stained Spirits
The darkness looms on the brazen sky,
Death claws its icy hands
Even as the river passes by,
Blood stains remain on the sands.
When the devils, on the earth tread;
When the hopes are shred,
Why for a bubbled pride many a blood is shed?
Why for a matter of religious cries, many a life is bled?
For a moment's glory, nothing mattered,
Except for a mind shattered.
Ruthlessly they slayed,
Spreading Bloody Hate.
Thro' and back from Hell's gates.
Changing lives, altering fates.
Their unholy claws, scar the earth,
Their wings, hold courage's dearth.
Risen from the Blood stained dirt,
Their roots, bleed humanity's heart
And it has bled enough
The sands of time are shifting fast,
Covering our past,
And laying bare the future.
Scars created afresh
One’s that can’t be healed
Destinies created and crushed
Fates always sealed
Old Friendship’s now concealed,
By a bloody veil of mystery.
Yet, foot-steps & songs recall,
Death’s songs
That echo the Martyr’s calls.
Un-breakable bonds, long gone.
After death, forlorn
They return to the same earth
Their spirits reborn
In a land of all dearth
They Marched, through hell,
Against life,
Victims of a silenced strife.
Sowing seeds in their steps,
That Blossom into Shells,
Through which, we should break.
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The darkness looms on the brazen sky,
Death claws its icy hands
Even as the river passes by,
Blood stains remain on the sands.
When the devils, on the earth tread;
When the hopes are shred,
Why for a bubbled pride many a blood is shed?
Why for a matter of religious cries, many a life is bled?
For a moment's glory, nothing mattered,
Except for a mind shattered.
Ruthlessly they slayed,
Spreading Bloody Hate.
Thro' and back from Hell's gates.
Changing lives, altering fates.
Their unholy claws, scar the earth,
Their wings, hold courage's dearth.
Risen from the Blood stained dirt,
Their roots, bleed humanity's heart
And it has bled enough
The sands of time are shifting fast,
Covering our past,
And laying bare the future.
Scars created afresh
One’s that can’t be healed
Destinies created and crushed
Fates always sealed
Old Friendship’s now concealed,
By a bloody veil of mystery.
Yet, foot-steps & songs recall,
Death’s songs
That echo the Martyr’s calls.
Un-breakable bonds, long gone.
After death, forlorn
They return to the same earth
Their spirits reborn
In a land of all dearth
They Marched, through hell,
Against life,
Victims of a silenced strife.
Sowing seeds in their steps,
That Blossom into Shells,
Through which, we should break.
---
_________________
All works are under A Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works License
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To the lives of the numerous men, who rested not till their job was complete,
Who blinked not, till their duty was accomplished
And for those, who now rest in eternal peace.
We salute the Martyrs.
( To the victims and the saviors of the recent Mumbai Terror Attacks.)Posted 01-28-2009 at 02:20 AM by theblackalchemist
Updated 01-28-2009 at 02:35 AM by theblackalchemist
