Poetry Tackles The Mind of A Warrior

By Puja Chandrashekhar Satpute

On the ground of a war,

With a burning desire,

A warrior resumes his duty,

By saluting high.

Weeding out the conspiration,

Winning becomes the motive,

A warrior fights for their nation,

By becoming massive.

Kissing his daughter’s forehead,

He promises to come back,

Adoring a piece of paper,

He gently smiles back,

With a cheerful smile;

She handsover the crumpled paper,

And hug him tight to be with him closer.

With an heavy heart he marches on his duty,

To protect the people and nation’s entity,

With a huge noise the war breaks down,

And every warrior stands firmly with a howl,

A bullet firing in speed with noises in surround,

No help in scene,

He lies on the ground,

Taking heavy breathes he tries to survive,

To honor the nation he strives to revive,

Overcoming the obstacles,

He searches for the bullets,

And finds the crumpled paper,

Given by his little angel.

Reading the poetry his mind gets an inspiration,

And he stands on his feet to tackle the situation,

Reinsituting the willingness,

Of protecting the nation,

He fights hard and becomes an admiration.

By Puja Chandrashekhar Satpute