The ' Pellet - Baby' Poem by Sheshu Babu
The ' Pellet - Baby'
Laughing and crying
Oblivious to the senseless war going
On in the strife - torn land
Unable to cover with a tiny hand,
Is a small cute baby
Wrapped in clothes shabby....
Smittenby ' barrage' of pallets,
With the intensity of bullets,
Staring at a 'dark ' distraught world
Is struggling to survive with courage bold...!
In the mad rush of Nationality
Perpetrated attacks with brutality
The ' cries 'of innocent laughter
Are lost in the 'din' of human slaughter'! !
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8/3/2025 12:15:09 AM # 1.0.0
Kashmir is going through torrid times