Monday, 5 October 2015

Tiny Tales

"How beautiful life is, ask the dead ones." 
The kid in his innocence, questioned the souls for they don't depart.

Their silence was the answer of all the desolation.

.....

Million shouts on a single soul.
Thousand shattered dreams.
A hopeless body.
Terrible chaotic mind.

"I love you", rescued the heart.

.....

"Promise me, you'll return", mother cried.
Replied the brave, "I will".

Wrapped in the tricolor, he arrived.

The soldier had kept his promise. 



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