Killing The Footsteps Poem by Gaitty Ara
Killing The Footsteps
Some one told me
Skies are no more blue
nor the wind whistle through the valleys anymore
Only the shrieks resound today
Some one told me
The roads no more bend
to the huts that stood proud of their owners once
I have been told the colours of the water
has changed
it runs deep red now
The clouds are black, laden with horror
Raised by fires that click around the lives
I saw it last night
On a news bulletin
they killed some part of my childhood too
They said that the narrow steep valley is blown up
The path no more bears the footsteps of a languid stroll
that me and my sister took many years ago!
28th Sep.2008 (on the killings and terror, filling the Northern parts of Pakistan)
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4/19/2024 8:40:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The path no more bears the footsteps of a languid stroll! ! a lot has been erased a lot of memories undone lot of red escaped lot of red smeared the unsmirched a lot can happen over coffee- says Cafe Coffee Day-