Friday, April 29, 2016

Away...

    


  





      Away from the home who stay,
        Know how difficult is a day.

  We lay on bed and count the comfort,
  They rest on stones to check the front!

      Away from the home who stay,
        Know how long is a day.

We cry over the hustle and bustle around,
They smile with the riffles on the ground.

      Away from the home who stay,
         Indifferent is night and day.

     We plan the day to party at night,
 They plan each moment to combat any fight.

        Away from the home who stay,
          Know the dark side of day.

  Work,leisure,food and people we meet,
To them maps,weapons and conflicts greet.

      Away from the home who stay,
        Know the value of a day.

We sit across each other to share no word,
  They live in the memory of last one.

      Away from the home who stay,
       Know what it is to stay away.

  We glance through the news of battle field,
But for us,they freeze at siachen to die at peak.

 Away from the home they stay as warriors,
  for their mother and her ignorant children!

-SSW

P.S:Dedicated to heroes of all time.

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