A somewhat fictional poem of the mayor of Hiroshima Setsuo Yamada. As a promoter of peace, whenever a country’s government tested nuclear weapons, he would on behalf of his people plead for them to refrain from the senseless tests.

Poem of a flashback of battle in Normandy on D-Day.

There was a recent nuclear summit.

Many times,I decided to pick up pen for raising voice against vice but didn’t get suitable ink of strength.Now,still I’m weak but inhaling breath of truth and my heart is stating this……….

A random scene, without a beginning…Or an end.

A story about how realization of death can move you closer to your God.

Its a poetry about the terror inflicted world.

Come home, I’ll always be waiting.

To understand a Dragons rage. Inside of me.

Safe radiation.