My Lord! I don't blame you,
I don't blame even my fate,
If anything is to be blamed,
I blame my uncalled hate.
It's a victory day, what a painful day!
We are gathered here to celebrate,
The day followed by a red hot war,
We regret in aftermaths, but too late.
Alas! We could avoid this war!
No smile on the lips but eyes are filled!
Alas! We could not get rid of the hatred!
The dream of victory has been fulfilled,
I am a poor man, disabled in the war,
I came here like a limping insect,
You have some money and purchased a crutch,
Here comes the leader, the hero perfect!
He is a rich man on a nice wheelchair,
His eyes are red, did not sleep last night.
His face is pale and at all not fair,
Still promising our future is bright.
Crops still in the womb but infected
Air and water both are polluted,
Lost the war even after winning!
But the old hatred not yet diluted.
Oh greenery! Could you come back!
The acidic rains radio active in nature,
Look like tears of Adam and Eve,
How they regret their sons' caricature!
The leaders' congrats could not understand,
I could not see the beloved anywhere,
The maid of victory you are dead or alive?
She is in a coma, perhaps somewhere!
A poem warning a disaster but who cares? ......................10
War may bring victory. But the end result is always pain, loss and disability! At the end we are made to think, we could have avoided this war.... then it is too late! Unfortunately the hatred sown by each war continues! A great poem making us open our eyes to the horrors of war!
A poignant and touching poem. I concur with the brilliant thoughts of the great Poet. There could never be victory in war. The effects of war are always painful. War in all its forms must be abhorred. Beautifully crafted. Five Stars!
A great poem, a warning, in a nuclear war no side will be the winner.
A touching picture of a victory in a nuclear war, we must think, the message is universal and the poem is thoughtful.
Though war brings victory still it is too painful and great loss for human society. This is a nice poem which opens the human's eyes towards the horror of war and teaches for peace. Nicely envisioned. Many thanks.
War makes such adversities and pain with loss and disability and inconvenience to humanity.A good poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Entire poem is filled with sad and serene air with moistened feelings. This is a very solemn commentary on how the massive achievements of mankind have been brought to a naught. Hatred, pollution and greed are to blame. A look at the scene: Lost the war even after winning! But the old hatred not yet diluted.... Look like tears of Adam and Eve, How they regret their sons’ caricature!