They leave behind a picture
The family adores
Expecting them to return
Smiling and jubilant
Just as they left their homes
Loving, caring … missing
The young and the old
What does fate have in store for them?
No one knows
Yet gallantly they trudge along the path
They have chosen
On their back are trussed
Their humble belongings
Which is all that they can carry?
Apart from the guns and rifles
Day and night, they keep vigil
So
We might live in peace
They lay their life in the battle
To be wrapped and returned to their loved ones
The tears flow endlessly
The breadwinner has gone
Leaving behind a little babe in arms
Stands a widow now forlorn
Medals crown his glory
A husband, a father, a son, a brother
Has bravely gone, gone, for ever
The news is relayed
Some tears are drawn
Some weird comments
Surround… ‘the yarn’
These national heroes
Die for the nation
They have no time to say goodbye
To their loved ones
Whom they leave to cry
But
Strong as they are tough and proud
They roll back their tears
And
Pledge another child
To follow their father’s footsteps
And
Smile
~Shobha Diwakar
Jabalpur, India
* ‘Jawans’…. soldiers
It’s a very beautiful poem clearly depicting the life of Jawans and their family. It’s really an extremely sad thing that they who lay down their life for our safety and comfort are soon forgotten and so is their family.
thank you ms.anu for your comments and unconditional support for the brave jawans of our country who truly deserve to be saluted along with their families
India salutes their sacrifices
A nice poem dedicated to our Jawans-from Shobha Diwakar!
Contrary to expectations,
Wrapped up dead bodies of Jawans
Content with laying their lives on the battlefield
Sacrificing all along their sleepless nights
For the sole purpose of PEACE
For the sake of the MOTHERLAND
Come back to their homes
Only with medals and tears
Reserved for the families
Not only to cherish the valiant deeds
But to gracefully send
To the borders
Their other children
Keeping the emotional state aside!