Sunday, July 14, 2024

Life at War

Written By Nitya Pancholi (Grade 8)


I look around, my vision obscured
The field shaded in tons of red 
Was now blurred by a smokescreen
I glanced around the battlefield 
My eyes bloodshot and my limb trembling

A ringing

People say a fatal gun wound is one unheard
For the remaining seconds in which I had strength 
To grasp onto my life
Red was all I could see 

An inevitable fate
And a concept during life
However on the battlefield 
An expectation
A reality 

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Nitya Pancholi
Nitya Pancholi
I was brought from heaven in 2009. I enjoy reading crime and thrillers and love playing basketball and tennis. I study in Year 7 in St. Christophers and have quite a good hand at Maths and Art.


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