He left the house in his army’s greens , smiling illuminating my dark day
But came back draped in the flag
My apocalyptic fears are unspoken , my traumas are not recognized
My heart is rebeling to beat , it seems as it has something terrible to speak
In this gigantic world i am all alone , now I have no one to be relied upon
I hugged him tight and wished that my tears could bring him alive
Bruises of this pain is taking my breath off but still I am standing strong
Facing outstretched canvas of the sky worthing something I can’t deny
There are those who have the blessing of life easy gotten right to thrive
But they curse their days as if not alive
They don’t know that their freedom is asking for an atrocious price .
I hugged him tight……I hugged him tight and wished that my tears could bring him alive
By Khushi Mishra
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