I stood on a broken road
With a bomb in my hand, and a gun in my hood
What could I do? Where could I go?
To drop the bomb, to shoot them all
She stood on the other side
And the sun shone through her face
It revealed the darkness she had in her chest
I was amused, I could linger
I could offer my flesh, to her
The ever ending road was ending there
And the scars on her face were confusing me
She was laughing aloud, she was dancing around
With a baby in her hand, she was crying, crying
Decimated she was, for reasons unknown
My mortal frame, was facing her
The end was a portal
Through the vistas finite
The bomb was gone, the gun was no more
She was brought back to life
Through a soul that was stole
I moved back, my re-birth was mounting
Through a mystic force, they call them life’s own ways
The sun was shining again
Illuminating, giving life rays
The war then ended, the turmoil was burnt away
For once now, I lay aside the gray
And I smile, I smile…
-Rahul
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