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For me, love was my favourite pale yellow chiffon dress or may be my light brown hemp neck less Brightness of diamonds placed closely on my fingers Or darkness of black lines around my eyes Love, may be smiling, giggling or crying over long phonecalls Or spending hours and hours and someone’s savings in a overcrowded mall Tell me. how could I realize love can be more than my imagination, and your life It could be choosing sleepless nights in dark forests filled with pointed stones when chances to throw your body over a cushy bed in a warm room is still on How could I know how it feels to take a bullet directly on your chest only to protect the soil on which you were born? And we, whom you left in our five star rooms to sleep peacefully watch movies with bowls of popcorns will never understand what you did for us even though we are not related with relations Today When I saw you sleeping peacefully in the arms of tricolour and 21-gun salute could not touch your ear Today when thousands of bodies like me with tear filled heart raised their hand I realized my heart can never love the way your heart does and your soul can never be touched with my prayers because I have never been there
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Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 7:54 AM UTC
Never been there
For me, love was my favourite pale yellow chiffon dress or may be my light brown hemp neck less Brightness of diamonds placed closely on my fingers Or darkness of black lines around my eyes Love, may be smiling, giggling or crying over long phonecalls Or spending hours and hours and someone’s savings in a overcrowded mall Tell me. how could I realize love can be more than my imagination, and your life It could be choosing sleepless nights in dark forests filled with pointed stones when chances to throw your body over a cushy bed in a warm room is still on How could I know how it feels to take a bullet directly on your chest only to protect the soil on which you were born? And we, whom you left in our five star rooms to sleep peacefully watch movies with bowls of popcorns will never understand what you did for us even though we are not related with relations Today When I saw you sleeping peacefully in the arms of tricolour and 21-gun salute could not touch your ear Today when thousands of bodies like me with tear filled heart raised their hand I realized my heart can never love the way your heart does and your soul can never be touched with my prayers because I have never been there
A trial to express the unconditional love every soldier feel for their country.....A tribute to Indian soldiers and and soldiers of any other country, sacrificed their lives for their nation We can try to feel but I am sure we can never feel what a soldier feel for their nation because we were never in that situation..we have never been there
puspanjali-sahu
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Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 7:54 AM UTC
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