Don't send me to the chilly border,
I don't want to fight this war,
Because I have been armed heavily,
Without knowing whom I'm fighting for.
I am no saint, I've been trained to kill,
Inches from death I test my skill,
As on my canvas the colors of gloom spill,
I hate the fact that I am a soldier still...
Abhijit Happy 24X7
u sound like a hitman...so whats the analogy here?
ReplyDeleteOH... just marvelous thought...
ReplyDeleteWell, truely speaking, we are all soldiers who have come into this world..
We are all fighting a war of Life.... your poem has such a subtle meaning of Life in it.
Fantastic man... Its a pleasant surprise to see a poet in this acoustic grunge !!!!!!
Just Great kano... !
Warm Regards,
Umashankara Sharma.