If I died in a war,
Then box me up and send me home,
Put my medals on my chest,
And tell my mom I did my best,
Tell my dad not to bow,
As he won't tension from me now,
Tell my brother to study perfectly,
Keys of my bike will be his permanently,
Tell my sister not to be upset,
As her brother will not not rise after this sunset,
Tell my love not to cry,
Because soldiers are born to die.
Oh! Wow! Such a beautiful rhyme and wonderful poetic diction. Honestly I should say, " Soldiers are born not to die." You may like to read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One who sacrifices his life for his nation is never dead. Anamta has written a poem that touches hearts.
Thank You, thank you so much. if mine poem touches the hearts then its really a great pleasure for me. Regards, poetess: Anamta Ali Pasha