Reeking of blood
December haunts
Cold wind sighs
Oh what loss!
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Hi Nosheen, Memories do haunt us. I still remember the news headlines and photographs carried in the newspapers, channels, Aakashvani.. Very harsh times. It breaks our hearts to read your lines. Can't think how the parents of the innocent little ones live along.. Hope Allah gives them strength to endure..
Truly, grief echoes through the years. Poignant, tragic, and compelling writing; you have captured the pain and loss and senselessness of it all. We must all cry out against such horror and hateful violence. Well done, good poet.
It haunts us like a nightmare! What did those innocents do as to invite such a tragic fate.... we still keep wondering! Let their parents get healed of the bleeding wounds inside them! A poignant write, pulling hard at the heart strings, Nosheen!
A powerful poem Nosheen. I wish to God we did not have to mark these anniversaries.
I think it was not only in old times that rituals of satanism were done. in the great modern era it is going on too. very very sad and unbelievable incident. a scar on all souls