Pranav Gothic - A tribute to the forgotten heroes of Kargil

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Today, I kissed the soil where they fell To save 'us' from hell Today, I heard them cry for the dead angels And there's nothing much to tell. I could hear, They were happy to sacrifice They had surmounted the fear There was nothing much to bear But the church's bell And there's nothing much to tell. I could feel, The winds there were whistling as if they don't care It was nature's deal To rewind the reel And make us learn, They were priceless And make us yearn Their souls were what we'd sell And there's nothing much to tell. Do we remember them? The news reader asked. Do we take them for granted? Are our hearts haunted? Laid to the blacktop And kicked down the slopes of Tiger hills But who cares for the thrills? Who waits for the bills? Who wants to drill A stoned heart of a selfish nation 'A palace of Illusions'- It's a place where we dwell And there's nothing much to tell Pranav Gothic poemhunter.com/poem/a-tribute-to-the-forgotten-heroes-of-kargil/