Rajesh Gurung

Rookie (30 May 1973 / Bhutan)

Battles - Poem by Rajesh Gurung

My friend falls
hit by an enemy’s bullet
Crying out my name as he stalls
to a lifeless wreck

amongst the dead and the dying
fighting for the last breath
he stills to an untimely rest

The deafening confusion dissolves
my cry, as he disappears out of sight
Everything around me revolves
and day thickens to night

My gun finds its target
and I wonder, “which is the enemy”,
“The figure I am aiming at
or the one within me? ”

Why do we battle each other
when we have battles raging within
why do we yearn for what’s not ours
when we can be content with what’s given

Comments about Battles by Rajesh Gurung

  • Rookie Michael Gonzalez (2/2/2008 12:47:00 AM)

    this poem pretty cool man do you mind if you can give me some tips of mines cause idk about mines much i dont think about poems that i write. i just write them for no reason at all (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 2, 2008

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