shivayadav yadav

Rookie - 28 Points (Aug 24 1956 / Karur / Tamilnadu / India.)

Oh! Osama - Poem by shivayadav yadav

A glimpse of the firing gun firing itself;
A cut flesh in a body on a broken self.
Blood on the carpet have been speaking,
Memories that never happened you had.
You had been steamed and thrown away;
You would not win the hearts of the world!
Coz you Osama, you the name of terror!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 11, 2011



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