My Saddest Winter Poem by glorious alice

Why nights are made to scare me-that
I keep asking myself
One night made me alarmed than ever
I could hear the phone was ringing in frequent gap
My infant heart scanned a danger
OH my little fingers was looking for a big hand
I was staring at a photo placed on our hall
My dad was with smiled face on that
His tender touch was supposed to wake me up for ages
All signed me to feel a chaos in my home
I dreamt massive black horses coming at our house
Words with whispering sound and loud screaming were around me
Sudden smell of flowers and perfume was for whose arrival
My questions in me was a quest for what is going on here
Why these goliaths made me cry from far away
Who blasted this better one to tear off this tiny angel’s heart?
Yes really they killed me only-for that
I was on research how a woman can do this-as a result
I hated myself being a woman
No victory was proclaimed by being pulverized a tiny girl
That was not a big bid to bring this kid to cemetery unlike my elders
Had you come with me to the end of my happiest time
I d have painted your ruthless heart blue with my timid face
Too many hands hugged me in a very day-but
I waited for my dad’s warm hand
Did anyone bring back my splendid summer?
My lost winter began here with a battered bang
Even this country lost its glory
It would be replaced by another-but
No one could take back my glory by doing so
A caring story ended with an early tragedy.

It was written by me with the memories of my friend, whose father was killed in a bomb blast when she was 4 years old