The day was dark
Her heart was still
Alone she stood
On distant hill
Alone she'll be
For all her life
He gave her joy
Along with strife
He went and fought
In senseless war
Did not come back
That's how things are
In senseless war........significant.....thank u, dear poet.......anjandev roy.
The sad toll that war takes on human lives is eloquently expressed in this touching verse.
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I would like to translate this poem
Ron, yes, that's how things often 'are', win or loose. I assume no one completely, ....to lose her/his life, ....does choose. OK,