unheard criesA Poem by Neetyaon the event of Peshawar
The cries of innocence unheard
The beats of mortal bullet echoed. Has failed to bring peace serene bird, By vultures now we are butchered. The temple of learning painted Decorated too, with blood. Mankind worldwide daunted, Hopes of humane humanity swept by human flood. Gruesome menace reaches the brim, In guilt our heads we bow. Violence once again reaches the brim But today nature, can we row? Callous killers in millions' happiness pry, How mothers moan and nations whine. In this place where demons fly Men on man feast and dine. No morality is left Towards the Doomsday as we trudge. Monsters bury religion with deft Build barricades, sow seeds of grudge. The episode of Peshawar Eternally remains a tragic nightmare. Red hue and gory images eternally hover Over those souls-raw and bare. The deeds of Taliban were mean Snatching a child's soul is sin. Soon nature shall wean With rage shall she face her kin. © 2015 Neetya |
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Added on January 1, 2015 Last Updated on January 1, 2015 AuthorNeetyaIndiaAbouthi, my name is neetya.i'm 16 and i live in north east india.i'm kind of an introvert person but now i need to open up.writing is not something which always has been passion...but this cafe has inspire.. more..Writing
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