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This burial ground stays silent, its heart is made of snow

It crouches – holding tight its frozen sky and stars of snow –

The gods with blinking lights zigzag among heaven’s branches

A pink-faced boy plays with a toy gun on a playground of snow –

Spring came in secretly through a window on the lake

Now the poornima moon looks lost in a desert of snow –

It was a cruel battle, the young martyr fell, helpless, alone

Today a pair of boots was seen pitching life in a field of snow –