Echoes of Conflict

By Vijaya Kumar Arjun

Wounds of history, bleeding yet again,

Aching hearts in the shadows of men.

Rivers of sorrow, where tears flow free,

Silent cries echo, a haunting plea.

Hope shattered by the clash of steel,

Onward march, wounds that never heal.

Pain etched in every battlefield’s scar,

Endless cycle, where peace seems afar.

Yet amidst the chaos, a flicker of light,

Awakening hearts to end the fight.

Rising voices in unison say,

“No more wars,” let peace pave the way.

By Vijaya Kumar Arjun