My boy lies here…

My boy lies here, six feet under in land that fate from me did plunder

It was my time not his, down in the dirt; How will I live now, with all this hurt?

Valorous he fell fighting for a cause. They say he never held back, never did pause.

He fought bravely till his last breath permitted, all dues to his country remitted.


A childhood dream fueled his passion; he followed his heart to serve his nation

Oh! How proud and tall he stood in battle, an image of strength & great mettle.

“What I would give to once more hold you to my bosom, to feel your heartbeat?

But alas, you are gone. Fate has been most unkind; it has robbed me of this treat.”


Rest now my brave boy, your work is complete, you have paid your dues.

I must go now, our journey together is over. I need to call others and share this news.

That a martyr fell today, a soldier sank; my boy is gone, he was a captain by rank.

I promise not to cry, I will not weep but son my night’s now will be devoid of sleep.

Image – Kerri Shaver via unsplash

About Sonal Singh

I believe that life is a repertoire of anecdotes. The various situations that we encounter, the many incidents of every day, the people we meet, our conversations with them; all make life a melange of tales. And, that is what I attempt to capture through my writing. My cooking is no different! It reflects my love for travel and my love for innovation. The kitchen is my happy place. So, even though by vocation I am a recruiter (, by passion I am a writer, home chef and a hodophile.

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