All wars find a place,
A place to end;
In broken hearts
In lost dreams
In peace memorials!
Until then the language
Of speech is strange!
Reflection in mirror holds
A placard of pride,
Pride that of nations
Built on concrete and glass
Darned on powder particles
Heavens come down to warn,
None listens
Endless its tenor
Cannons speak ahead of pacts
Artilleries conspire in caves of conceits
Rhythm of earth shatters
Life never be the same
In frontlines…
From frontiers to the end point
Starved and coned in tents
Lovers drift, infants die
Souls silently depart…
Yes, all wars end in carnage
Massacres and hopelessly
On last salutes…
Beware of wars,
Wars are monsters
Hide beneath a clear crystal sky
With invisible wings
to steal your peace..
Beware…