YOUR SPACE

Poetry
Swords and Blood

Don't look back.
You make history. We need more
strength. There is a paradigm of bayonet.

The areolas are turning
red. The black sun wants to defrock
you. Can you in mud?

A sacred dance begins.
Comets run fast. Someone is
going to self-immolate. Cannot see the war.

The poet seems to suggest that war is likely to turn into a world war and one who started it may commit suicide.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003
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