Memorising The Unfolds

Terrorism doesn't reveal the state of shock
Nor does it tell the story of madness
People creating terrorism are , but in disguise
Unprotected & ungifted soals of sadness

This sadness sweeps till the bottom of their hearts
And there creats an unhealthy silence,
Leaving behind a great loss of feelings
Pushing the half-lived torso into a the drift of sin

This silence is neither peace nor vaccum
But is the sound terror
Scrathing away the inert joy of all
And tearing innocent livlihood into pieces
Like scattered pieces of broken mirror

Not all different , not less drastic
Like the black day of Amritsar massacre
Changing the place doesn't change lives
Neither blood , nor the wholesome country

Administrative promises failing to overcome
The horrifying blood-shed of thousands
Who lost their lives
And those who fought the last second
For the rest ...safe.

Still the sound of prayers is larger than the bullet guns
The strength of fighting back is more than the aims of the terrorists
The temple lamp has turned into a massive blazing fire
That would burn till the last oil of blood remains

Togather we stand
Hand in hand
To watch the sunrise before them
And subside their intensions before the sun sets
Paying homage to the brave warriors and
To the many innocents
Condolense care and affection we give
And promise to save our motherland
On all possible ends.
- Asawari Savarikar --- ashi (greif sharer) 15 yrs , Bhopal