Five years ago, he had joined the IMA*
In the prime of his life, he has gone today
He was injured fighting the militants
His body was ridden with bullets
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the death, though noble, of a young soldier is really painful to mind...war is not a solution to differences between nations races of religions...a good poem 10/10
Dear Mamta Mam' please read my 'Border', which I wrote just now inspired on reading this poem of yours. The untimely death of a boy a Man who took on the life of a Soldier with pride - The pride and honour he gained is his armour against his pain! What armour do we have to shield ourselves with when we face the pain? Angel