Lost in the sinister of our haven

Lost in the sinister of our haven

A Poem by Siddhidatri Pande

In the voice of a mother the yearning for her son lost to his land in a terror attack.

He was just an infant,
And in my soul I saw him as a beacon.
He was just a kid,
And he was a portrait where all the innocence hid,
He was just a teen,
When he widened his thoughts and began to dream.
He was just a bit older,
When he decided he would be his motherland's soldier.
He was just a soldier,
This was when his walk on tight rope came over.
He was just treading the paths of manhood,
Making his life reminiscent like one should.
He was just on nation's call,
When fate turned the tables and brought down his fall.
He was just a son whose karma should emblazon,
A son who was lost in the sinister of our haven.Image result for Fallen Soldiers Clip Art

© 2019 Siddhidatri Pande

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A very well knitted composition that reminds us of what we owe to families of those serving at the front. god bless you.

Posted 3 Years Ago

Siddhidatri Pande

3 Years Ago

Thanks a lot diidu
A beautiful poem. About anyone son or daughter going to war and fighting for their country and beliefs. And getting killed for such a heroic action.

Posted 3 Years Ago

Siddhidatri Pande

3 Years Ago

wonderful to have you review me once again..... thanks a lot my friend...

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Added on February 26, 2019
Last Updated on February 26, 2019
Tags: Loss, Anti-terror, Nostalgia


Siddhidatri Pande
Siddhidatri Pande

Haldwani, Uttarakhand, India

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