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Monday, May 31, 2010

Afterthought


The flames were rising. The ashes strewn left a stench unbearable, charred corpses, bloodied and scarred beyond recognition - cries of anguish filling the air.
The enemy emerging, defeated and deflated.

Yet, the feeling of pride didn't come. The emotions of jubilation and triumph failed to surface.

Such was war.
Victory maybe yours, but the lives lost make it seem petty...futile...all in vain.

3 comments:

anjali said...

waah waah... good one....

quelmec said...

Good stuff, although I ask myself why the grey and shades thereof dominate an otherwise pleasant disposition !

Priyanka said...

A side you never knew I had Sir. A revelation I'd say :)