Siachen Poem by Nida Mahmoed
Siachen
Icy days and nights,
No summer warms,
No fragrance of green, lush grass,
Close to the sky,
But far from the loved ones,
Rigged battlefield mired with
decades of bloodshed and frustration,
Long blotted the history of the
subcontinent with the deaths of thousands;
Loosing their lives in the warfare!
Monday, December 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: war and peace,war memories,mountain,mountains,war
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