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An Ode To The Eternal!
An Ode To The Eternal!
From the hands of the Creator
He came right into this idyll,
Wrapped in blood of his mater.
Eyes content for the cradle.
He stamped, walked, fell down
In the lap of this mother
Who promised to be his' own -
Immortal to look after.
For his only eternal haven,
He made himself his nemesis.
Guns, camps became comrades,
Day and night to insulate.
He knew less about his esse
But a vast about his untold amity.
He cuddled the snow of woes,
Scoring a hundred in fraternity.
He dreamt; Oh sorry,
How can the clouds even doze -
When the earth wants to dream;
This clouds never dare to.
They wee
p out the tears as rainstorms
At times to strengthen:
The brotherhood,
At times to quell the foe.
After the escapades;
To fall from the war horse
And wrap himself in the tricolor -
Again with blood and flesh,
This time,
Embracing the sands of his land -
The umbilical cord of his perpetual Maa - gave him the solace:
To the brave mortal Son!
Born to fight,
Died to liberate.
He embraced death
To spawn lives -
The second chance!
That which life doesn't
But death gives.
The death of the fighter!
Yet he isn't dead
He lives right here,
Will never let you forget
Your painful yet dutiful!
