As long as Bhisma survive,
No one can remain alive.
Yudhisthira didn't know,
How to manage the show?

He told Krishna that night,
"Let us stop this fight.
Better we go to the forest,
And take there full rest."

Krishna, in reply, said,
"It'll look how bad
In Duryodhana's eyes.
It doesn't look nice."

"Even in the forest he'll chase you,
To live there, he won't allow you.
Left to me, the only course is,
I shall kill him, to make it ease."

Yudhishthira said, "Your vow
Is it fair to break it now?
Will it not bring us shame?
Also discredit your name? "

"Oh Yudhishthira, " Krishna said,
"To meet him Bhisma asked.
This is the time we shall go.
He'll tell us what to do? "

Pandavas and Krishna met,
Bhisma secretly in his tent.
The topic Yudhishthira opened.
He told whatever that happened.

"At your command, I'm here.
You blessed us victory near.
It's in your hands to get it.
A way out, please let it."

"Your victory is sure.
This I always assure.
To kill me it's difficult.
There's only one way out."

"I don't fight Shikandin,
As he's a semi-woman.
So, I wield no bow.
Before him, it's my vow."

"Why at all this violence?
How to keep more silence?
I go to the Heaven sooner,
For me, I feel, it is better."

"Use Shikandin as a shield,
Then the bow you wield
Thus easily I can be killed."
This secret finally he revealed.

They returned to their camp,
At last, with a ray of hope,
To achieve their victory,
With no more worry.

"How can I now do this,
An unfair war practice,
Which we could have done,
Long before years thirteen."

When I said this,
"It's left to your choice, "
A quick reply Krishna gave,
Advising me to be brave

He had no choice but to yield
To this plan in the war field,
His own death Bhisma chose.
This was coming too close.