Immortal

The womb was weighing heavy

Elixir was being formed

The kicks were paining yet beautiful

Heart was pumping the blood of soldier

All this happened in her fabulous chariot

She prayed for life, hoped for joy

I think the prayers were insufficient

Bullet pierced her husband miles away

Blood gleamed every thought

Agony infected the proud joy

That minute, a martyr was born

Mother's life fell into dilemma

Wept all night in remembrance

Chaos was ruling everything in her life

She fed the child with valor joy

She knew that her husband was mortal

But also knew that soldiers martyr

Determined her mind with all glory

Fed the child with respect of nation

She wanted the child to remain immortal..!