In between the wars of history
There has always been a tint of mystery,
Some woke up with thier children screaming
Some where killed while they were dreaming.
Now all those traditions and hearts are buried
Buried are the bonds of the unknown souls,
While the royals enjoy their victory
Victory stood on the Graves of misery.
Today all the hidden secrets are found
Now again to the royal Heritage they are bound,
Finally All those cries are seen
Full of all the suffering they have been.
-viha jain saraf
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The songs of the poet
PoetryWhen life feels tough pick up your pen. This is a collection of poems from diffrent stages of a poets life introduced in a single edition- because life is everything, all at once.
