Shaveta
Published writing
The Soldier’s Farewell
The sun is going back, after a long and tiring day, Ground beneath, smells of blood and hay, I see so many faces around, on this war bed, Many mourning in pain, and many already dead. Serving my country, had always been my dream, Knew it might end my life, in pain and screams. As the night falls today, I see dusk of life drawing near, But pride of dying as a soldier, took away all my fear. As eye…