“The war has been ended”
(Ooph! silent! do not ask
When, how and Why)
Let them both long last!
Three decades of war
Stole their sleep away
Both the killers and the victims
Heavy eyelids can rest in peace now.
Sacrifices the youngsters made…
The lost eye of the next door kid…..
The father of the seven kids
With his amputated leg,
The girl still goes to school
A blank face
Happiness hunted away
by a group of brutals
On that cold dark brutal night.
Everyone , everything forgotten.
Victims- known for their hospitality
Enemies known for their brutality
Celebrated their harmony.
Still a murmur
With the dusk seeping into the day
an unknown terror seeps into too.
Nook and corners are filled with fear.
a bomb exploded spreading
shrapnels in to thousand hearts,
Screamed my daughter in her dream.
A supersonic walked on four legs,
previous day in my husband’s dream.
The other day,
Corpses rose from their pyres
In my dream.
Still flutter to survive.
Those who over there!
On your path to heal the world,
Just look at that tear drop
Just below the Indian continent,
Waiting to be cared, healed.