Soldiers have left, and gone,
For battle and reinforcements,
Or dance and pass outs.
Soldiers have left,
Armoured and ready,
In silence and thinking,
Wishing and hoping, heart broken,
And praying…
Tell it to Milcah and Helen,
And the lady across the deserted lane, that the caravan took the wrong road,
And somebody was chanting lonely.
Soldiers have left,
Empty castles in your hearts,
Not a common place for the bats to fill them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem