Wednesday, July 9, 2008

The wounded soldier..

The wounded soldier in the battlefield lay....
No one was coming to save him, nay....
His rifle by the side, ready to die
no one cared to see if he was alive,why?
when he had given up hope atlast..
a rustle in the bushes woke him fast,
a friend, he had helped long time back,
had come back for him, oh dear jack...!!!
"why do you come?", the soldier said," i no i'm going
i lie here on my deathbed..
the friend answered" i donot know whether you are going to die or not,
but i'm not leaving you here all alone,to rot,
i'll take you and if you die, i'll make sure you are buried right..
i'll take take you and if you are alive, i'll thank the lord almighty!!"
the soldier lay there and said" my dear man, you're ok, you're fine
after the war may you with your wife dine..
think of it my dear fellow, make hay while the sun is mellow...
my wife the friend said" will not like it i dread....
if she knew i left you, forever will tis fact i rue!!!"
"i couldnt leave you for any game, if you would be i, would you not be the same??
friends are those who never give up on you,
for your sake they care for consequences few..
i'll never be able to forgive myself, if you lay here, died alone,while i left...
dont do this to me, all my life i wish to be free....
if you place this burden on my mind, forever to this will i be bind....
the soldier lay there and thanked the lord.. whatever he had done to this kindness afford....
"DEAR LORD I THANK THEE,
FOR GIVING A GEM OF FRIEND TO ME....."
(It is not known whether the soldier died or lived.... i wrote this because,like the soldier, if i lay alone, helpless and wounded, i know there will always be angels who will be willing to seek me even if whole world has given up on me..thats what friends are for I guess..in tribute to all those wonderful people out there...!!)

1 comment:

spicymist said...

i love this poem. u shud post allt he poems u written in here. :D