Icy days and nights,
No summer warms,
No fragrance of green, lush grass,
Close to the sky,
But far from the loved ones,
Rigged battlefield mired with
decades of bloodshed and frustration,
Long blotted the history of the
subcontinent with the deaths of thousands;
Loosing their lives in the warfare!
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 10:19 AM UTC
Icy days and nights,
No summer warms,
No fragrance of green, lush grass,
Close to the sky,
But far from the loved ones,
Rigged battlefield mired with
decades of bloodshed and frustration,
Long blotted the history of the
subcontinent with the deaths of thousands;
Loosing their lives in the warfare!
Poetry by Nida Mahmoed
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