Its a battle.
I can hear the battle cries
I know
None is wrong
None is right
The effect of it will stay for long
broken hearts
wounded flights
expectations clashed
innocents slashed
Hopes are dead
for a true life.
It was a battle.
and i can still hear the cries
End is here
but no result
all is left
are broken hearts,
wounded flights,
crashed expectations,
slashed innocence
lost trust
forever, forever.
I see it all through
Its clear as water
and i feel like a
dumbstruck trife.
Can’t get it all. Care to xplain?
ya sure.
This poem here can be interpreted in any way you want. But i shall give you a hint of the jest of it.
The witness here witness a battle/ fight/argument where he is aware of the situation the reason of the whole matter. He can see clearly the reason behind the whole thing and probably even knows that who is at fault here.
But inspite of it, he is too meek/ afraid a coward to interfere. He might even have his own reason behind it.
Its an open interpretation and that’s the beauty of it. Care to make your own now. 🙂
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