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Robin John

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Robin John

Tragedy

Godly Souls

Godly Souls

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A poetic Tribute to the CRPF soldiers who were killed in the Pulwama Attack 2019



A year ago, blindly deserting home by a stained bicycle;

A 22 year old boy, returned heartless on an explosive-laden vehicle.

There was no sign that this gruesome act was ever planned,

Vanishing valuable lives of our 40 Heroes in the Pulwama land.


40 funerals in 16 states drew people from far and wide;

As the precious remains of the CRPF Jawans arrived inside.

Aching hearts slowed beating with sorrow so heavy,

Shaken to the core at the worst terror charge in the Kashmiri Valley.


Honors showered from all sides of the earth;

As the atmosphere manifested a painful rebirth.

Voices with all due reverence and flag fluttering high,

Tears of agony and revengeful hunger painted the sky.


A disheartened widow sat by her husband’s coffin case,

Leaving Innocence oozing on her baby’s face.

She came dressed as a bride in nostalgic pains;

As the kid kept dreamily playing near his father’s remains.


You once rejoiced in the tender touch of your dearly child,

As, “Daddy” She whispered, resonati

ng sweet in your ear so mild.

But now, all we hear is the quiet suffering sound;

Of you fearless forty, dead and scattered around.


Stranded away from your loving mom and caring dad,

The tricolor was the only thing that never made you sad.

You deeply missed the hearty hugs of your beloved wife;

Yet, it’s the scars from war that just completes your life.


You still grew stronger, be it the biting nights or the scorching sun,

Though deprived of friendly talks and weekend fun.

No doubt, It was through you, Peace and Joy was humbly made;

Though Agony and death was the price that you finally paid.


I salute your coffin as you’re laid down to rest,

Wearing your glorious medals pinned on your chest.

In a week aftermath, 2500 young Kashmiri men;

Lined up to serve the Indian army for posts of just hundred and eleven.


Mother India punished terror at the timely hour,

As a symbol of respect for our Martyrs at War.

No wonder! It was more than duty, but eternal passion;

That these godly souls, sacrificed lives for their very beloved nation.



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