The Bloody Victory

 

The Bloody Victory

Oh Vulture, sweet Vulture

Stop licking with the bloody tongue,

Sweet melancholy, please cover me

With your withered mourn.

The blood oozing from your lips

Tinkling like red diamonds,

Once it was the dream of life

But the Utopia is falling tremendously.

Oh sight, terribly ecstatic

Crushed and squeezed with terror,

Why am I fighting, fighting

Only to kill the other with no cause.

Victory is a mere celebrity

That waves at us and passes by,

Leaving dead and still bodies

No matter whom they were!

"Violence for peace ", one screamed

"Fighting for freedom ", other cried,

Oh, where is the peace and freedom?

Two far entities with much to say!

Oh Vulture, sweet Vulture

Stop plucking my sight,

I want to see the world peace

Before the utter silence. 

                   - Anjaly M