Losing my comrades in the gunfight
with the extremists in the North East of India,
I wended my way through the wooded hills,
day and night with weeping sores in my thighs;
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She was in my blood and I was in her soul! ! ! ! ! Such a sad poem though beautiful too in its creation! ! ! !
A deep artistic poem from the pen of a great artist.A sad poem poem written with true soul.Thank you very much
A moving tale of unfulfilled love! ! I enjoyed reading it! !