Protect You, I Will

Whisper to me,
Interrupt my vision,
In euphoria,
Emotional trance,
A heart’s utopia,
Hands wrap around,
Bodies buried within,
Harmonious collisions,
Self-portrait unmasked,
Bloodshot eyes,
Ragged clothes,
Wounded mind,
Scarred knuckles,
Fading into loud sirens,
Shadows gathering,
Few coming into focus,
Gravity seems powerful,
Time is out of reach,
Hopelessness conceived,
Soldier resurrected.

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Two Sides of the Same War

The space is spilling its own secrets,
But a void is trying to interrupt the
Communications, and a wooden door
Was opened, I heard it myself, stars
Running through it as if horses or
Soldiers or freedom fighters, or waves
Upon waves of nature’s way to show
A peaceful movement, and there –
There! A shooting star leading the
Resistance against all of the void,
And the horns of battle have been
Blown, and now, stars clash against
Blackness somewhere into the space,
The sky starts to be filled with fog,
Obscuring the battlefield, everything
Is now cloudy, but I can feel the stars
Are starting to diminish – our poor
Sky is gathering their dust and is
Now full of tears, we are getting
Drenched by their sorrow while
Both space and void sit back on
Their comfy chairs shaking hands
After all pawns gone: checkmated.

Peaceful Announcement

Americans and Russians were once in alliance,
Found themselves passionately in defiance,
Once again no-man’s land is a tick-tock clock,
Airstrikes and gunshots to defile the flock,
Soldiers volunteering to follow orders,
Abandoning humanity and crossing borders,
They publicly expressed their well-thought strategy,
Not an invasion but an intricate remedy,
A mixture of burning spices for the skin,
To teach them a lesson – oh friends and kin,
I break internally, and externally I detest
The mention of war every bit of me in protest,
You see, I have seen the world,
East and West, warm and cold,
Never have I ever come across
Happiness being built on loss,
Rather, peace and harmony blossom many smiles,
And if you don’t understand, just walk few miles,
You will learn the nature of people
Is to share dreams with other people,
And never have I learnt a thing or two
About ethnic cleansing, the terrorising flu,
Contaminating air, rivers, and politicians,
Corrupting the trans-national corporations,
Feeding wars and starving mothers,
Drowning kids and hanging fathers,
Some sort of a deathmatch game,
As if guns and joysticks are the same,
Listen and take heed ladies and gentlemen,
And appreciate the voluntary service of this pen.