#review #Keval #poetry

Years away from the sky,
Still thoughts running by
With Jets flying high,
Lifeless Me still blinking eye,
And Memories still flashing by,
But why?

Why isn't the past far behind,
Those days were one of a kind,
Martyrs still on my mind,
Comfort is still hard to find.

Served protecting motherland,
the pain I have to withstand,
it's hard for you to understand.

Now trying to deceive my mind,
With a lit cigar in my hand,
Hear them play some jazz band,
In hopes of finding wonderland.

[Thoughts of a retired war veteran]