Bhavani Phani కవిత

(మా అబ్బాయి సాకేత్ వ్రాసిన కవిత. గ్రూప్ లో జాయిన్ కావడానికి తన రిక్వెస్ట్ యాక్సెప్ట్ చెయ్యబడని కారణంగా నేనే పోస్ట్ చేస్తున్నాను . దయచేసి చదివి మీ ఆశీర్వాదాలు , సలహాలు , సూచనలు తెలుపగలరు . ) Valluri Saketh ॥ A message from history॥ It all started on a moonless windy night, when the king took his place and sat upright. A meeting was arranged which was clandestine, a meeting that would change the world with time. The results of the meeting were drastic, a war was declared. It was an errant decision,so barbaric, that even the soldiers were aghast. The kingdom upon which the war was declared, was equally strong and agile, all the other kingdoms' invasions on it had been futile. But the adamant king wouldn't bulge, he wouldn't change his orders, so the army started to mobilize and the horses were fed with fodder. The day of battle finally arrived, the battleground and its vicinity was green. Two strong armies stood facing each other, to fight a battle in which only the strongest would win... The war-horn was blown and the swords clashed, in matter of days there was no battle ground, all one could see was pool of blood and hear wailing sound. Few who survived that brutal battle, left that place forever, Resolved not to return again, and never to battle..never ever. This is not a folklore neither fairy tale nor a story, this is taken from future, a future where people reckon it as their history..... 01. 03. 2014

by Bhavani Phani



from kavi sangamam*కవి సంగమం*(Poetry ) http://ift.tt/1kk86PV

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