Since my last post…
Half an year has passed by,
Millions of leaves have fallen dry
Thousands have fled their homes;
And are living under the blue sky.
Millions of eyes, brimming with tears
Millions of hearts throbbing in fears
Thousands of bullets and hundreds of bombs
Scarring humanity for the coming years
Millions of flowers have welcomed the springs
And colourful butterflies have fluttered their wings
And gleefully have giggled the millions of kids
Under the trees, over the swings
Cutting their way against the breeze
Still sing the birds on the trees
Still does the pensive turtle
Waddle along the violent seas
Are they blind to the streams of blood?
Or oblivious to the waves of flood?
Or do they simply turn a deaf ear
To the cries of a child covered in mud?
Probably they don’t even care
For not long can darkness stare
After a time, as has always been
It will be vanished, into thin air.
July 20, 2016 at 4:51 pm
Sometimes what goes around us is so dark and harsh as inside of us so, we close to our eyes to all that and celebrate a fake colorful life.
Not supporting the ignorance. But I think nobody has forgotten anything they just do not want to face it.
By the way nicely expressed.
October 17, 2016 at 9:46 pm
Cries of a child covered in mud, about that syrian child whose photo went viral?
Beautiful poem as always. Thori c sadness aur phir dhair sari positivity.
Time really flies.