War

 A body lying by my side,
Fire everywhere and no place to hide.

A feeling of fear, 
People are here but not near.

When everything was fine,
My house was completely mine.

Birds were chirping, 
School bells were ringing. 

Postman delivering letters, 
The days were better.

A soldier came to me,
Said “Peace be with you”

How ironic yet true,
He was all drenched in blood,
We both were sitting in mud.

Again I was there, where!
Guns and bombs, no place for love here.

The soldier still sitting by my side,
In his mind, photos of his wife appearing in slide.

He is remembering his old happy days,
With a bomb blast it all fades.

I can hear all sorts of voices,
But none was pleasing and nice,
Voices of shouting,
Voices of dying,
There are even voices of crying,
With a heavy cadence of praying. 

Where is earth’s Cordelia?
A dead girl by my side her name was Liya,
Went in my past, 
Remembering each day pass.

I remember the girl now who is dead,
Liya- All life to taste, she used to add.

Every moment enjoying,
As tomorrow is never coming!

I guess she was right,
Everything changed in one night.

Tip...tip...tip...! I can hear dropping sound of blood,
I came back still I was there in mud. 

But now the young soldier wasn’t by my side, 
For him now there was no place to hide.

One bullet straight through his head,
And he was away from all the fears and pain for once in all,
How young he was,
How charming when I saw.

But now he is dead,
Dead like all the other deaths.

Blood to blood his blood blend,
Now I know this has no end.