YEARNING |POEM|

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Many gorgeous solid surface hath passed by;

Where all the graceful flowers are blowing,

Where all the wings are glorifying the skies,

where all the dragon-flies are hopping with the river,

When all the lands are praying for him.

The season had succeeded to change

I can't put the picture of what's that..?

I'm speechless as a stone.

As I filled the foreign land,

I see the film was forming into night and thundering;

Clothes were torn as dirty

As I stood there by the bed;

Under the foreign skies

In winter hail and summer tempest.

Besides this country;

Sing thy ole school sweet.

O, I remember thy mother repast luscious;

The smile of dear on thy eyes

The gentle cry of boys on my thine ears

The memories of the thy brothers and sisters are precious;

Yet unduty for my homeland,

We put on hold, your dream-your-lives.

Thou left thy mothers and thy fathers

Thee left behind thy brothers and sister;

Leaving thy beloved children and wives;

Belyve the spring will bloom green soon;

When the lovebirds can choir by unitedly.

Rum-Paa-Paa_Rum in A.K,

Gun in hand man down;

Trumpet on kill the foe!

Brothers-blood-by-blood on foreign soil.

Smoke by a bullet, round by cover ye;

Battling a foe W 'all could not always recognise,

Of Highs to Valley lows,

From backwoods to sand patrols;

Praying that will end-one day;

In air our flag free as a bird-one day!

Yearning that one day!

Yearningly, they could come home safely;

In mournful, carry on with their rest of their lives.

He died doing what he felt was right yet;

Not death-of mother nature solely Mankind,

For our beloved homeland.

O, Motherland! thy face didst washed by brother blood,

Has draws us into incredible capital of morn and eve.

But our dead brothers hast left the lost not the victorious fight;

Nor of his mother milk and spousal love . again!

Nor a second to rest with his young boys and girls,

And left his home as he didst lied down,

On dusty dirt, thy life hast Salute thy father.

In our heart, in our minds for full times,

A minute of silence , a second summons :

Is deliverance of their body and soul?

O, Mother!! the thing we hold most dearly

Hath permitted for eternal dwell by eternity,

Yearned-one day on a heavenly service,

Sing hymns peacefully.

About the poem:
The poet captured the image of Soldier whose had lied down thier lives for the motherland. Also imagined the loves and desires of their family where parents are logging to see their heart again. Meanwhile, explained the pains of fellow soldier whose he lose dear brother in the battlefield. In end, he wishes to meet again and declaring love for the lost souls.

 At very least, please pray for them even when the pocket is empty as there are many soul for you.