Live for the dawn, Zenith shall bless your victory. Fight for your life, Dusk shall kneel you till the eternity. Paramount strategy, Air raids till the graves, The lunacy of patriotism has grasped. You must carnage the foes, Spear the front, Through the shining corpses, Through the howling darkness. You must survive, Wait for O' mother, Oath of your kids won't go vain. Felled comrades do salutes, The remnants of Armageddon. Forgive me O Lord, Sooner or late, I shall plead you! Your son must avenge for a scorched mother.

About Author:

Arjun Dahal is undergrad student of Physics at Tri-Chandra Campus, Tribhuvan University, Nepal. Talkative, Crazy, Funny, and Fun loving guy, his passion lies in Physics, Mathematics, Music, Literature, and Philosophy. His Non-fiction has appeared in Blue Marble Review. His poetry has appeared/forthcoming in Burningword Literary Journal, Autumn Sky Poetry Daily, The Fable Online, Ann Arbor Review, and DWIT News. The links to his published Nepali Poems can be found at arjundahal.blogspot.com.