It's been a long time since I wrote anything. I have been so badly entangled with studies, debates and projects that poetry, that came to me as naturally as breathing started to frustrate me as I tried very hard to make some sense of my thoughts and get them down on paper. I am the kind of person who necessarily needs some inspiration to be able to write. Frankly, I had none for the past month or so.

But recently after watching a movie on the military theme, actually a couple of them, I drifted off into a reverie that touched me deeply. Every citizen of a country owes a great deal to the soldiers who guard the borders and ensure that their countrymen sleep peacefully. We all realise that. But somehow what caught my attention that day was the lives of their families, their wives, girlfriends. Every living second of their's goes in worrying about their men, there are times when they don't hear from them for weeks together. Trust me, I have known people who hadn't heard from their brothers, fathers, husbands, in months. And we can in no way ascertain the trauma that they have to go through.

I instantly picked up my phone, opened up my notepad and started typing my thoughts and they took the shape of the following poem. Through this poem I have tried to depict the situation and condition of a soldier's girl who hasn't heard from him in a long time.

A SOLDIER'S GIRL

I toss and turn on my sleepless bed

Fear takes over my soul,

I hold onto his shirt, his scent

Is what still keeps me whole.

Haven't heard from him in a few weeks

I wonder if he's alive

I shudder as I lay in bed

I pray for his life.

His scent takes me to the time when he

Had looked into my eyes

When he'd taken my hands in his

I cry at how time flies.

I had known throughout that it had to come

When he'd have to leave me here

My comforts seem to taunt me for

For his life I fear.

I want nothing from this life of mine

But for him to safely return

My heart does ache but I still am proud

To be a Soldier's Girl.