The Blast


Blurred bearings
Crude cries
Vague visions
It was all red
His body, their bodies
Around their bodies
Lying, Dying
In the name of justice
Unachieved and uncompromised
Death came to them
Unwanted or undermined
They died for their countries
Though the countries denied
The bang silenced humanity
And their death was but, vanity.


The Blast – Vibrant Echoes


Kanupriya Dhingra

Student of English Literature. A lover of books, music and rains. I love to express- through words or through doodles.