Poetry

To be alive…

What does it Mean to be alive?
Escalade down a mountain top
Looking at the brook flowing unruffled
Turn your smiles into outpouring laughter
Humming songs of your choices freely
Bumbling through the trees like a drunkard
Smile at dawn
Flying from here to there like birds
Listen to the ringing bells of the church
Wandering in the green fields with evening breeze
Or to be alive means
To Sacrifice  for the country
And become a hero of folk songs.
A proud remembrance in mother’s eyes
The unforgettable story in silently dripping tears of her eyes.

@Maya

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