Art of War!
Art of War!
In my lifeless heart with such
Splendor, Grief has descended
As if some great king landed
Heroically on the battlefield!
Sadness and grief are the
Demands of mercy and loyalty
In the difficult Poetry land
How easily I have landed!
Even flames turn orange
with the intensity of heat
The wet fire of your sight
Brought color to my head
Another debt of life has
Fallen upon me now
Another mile near the
Cemetery I have reached!
In counting, although
many years have passed
On earth probably yesterday,
Upset, I got landed!
Even fewer hours of
My life are left behind
With full glory, in the
death valley, I landed!
This is how the wall of
enemies on all side stood
It seems that my friend has
Risen while I was imprisoned!
There must be more anxiety
As My heart is so calm
In who's favor tears have
welled up in my eye!
I longed for nothing
But what I have today
Blood in the flag pole
Seal of the real brave!