Thirty years of war has come to stop,
Only lives have lost,yet no liberty,
Sri Lanka shaped like aTear-Drop,
War has ended in tears of tragedy.
Prabakaran the legend is no more,
Yet Tamil nation weep in their hearts,
We have no tears, our eyes sore,
Island nation of Tamils,torn to parts.
The story has been so bleak,
But for the blunder he did,
Eelam has not emerged as he did seek,
That our amiable son he did kill.
One billion Indians bitterly wept,
In every Indian still Rajiv lives,
Sins have his dreams swept,
Only sorrow the sad story leaves.
Go in peace perverted genius of Eelam hills,
India will support the disrupted Tamils.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu.
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