Disgust

There's a war going on,
At the other side of this world
Armies on strike
Thousands losing lives
Millions left alive,
With shattered homes and scarred souls
Children sleeping on empty stomach,
Without a drop down their throat

So many things which are of real concern
But all I do sitting under this star lit sky is think of you
The selfish me..
Or selfless?
As I think from your side too
Listing​ out all my quirks which may be hindering you

Torturing myself with your memories
An army needn't ​ be employed to get me killed​
Thank you, My love will eventually do that for me
As this army never retreats

There are pictures of destruction doing rounds
And all I do is search for quotes,
Write poems on broken hearts and souls
How cursed I am to overlook my blessings!
This routine disgusts me
How small can someone's world be?

Physical pain is easy to endure
You cry for a while
And deal with it anyway
Emotional agony is hard to bear
Crying is what you do all the time
With a smile on your face

Here you are the destroyer
And the destruction
This war never ends
None dies
Yet there is no life left..