Shrieking East Poem by Ahmad Husain

Having a sight out to look beyond
From the horizon there's a sun to respond
Darkness engulfing whole Middle of the East
Is there an end to be reckoned?

Tears of terrorism has tore them apart
There's no way where to depart
Still living there, waiting for the death
A death coming nearer that never seem so far.

Terror and panic at every single step
There're millions of hands but never a thumb
The land is protected by the corpses numb
Bodies over bodies but no life in them.

Shattered, destroyed every edge they could find
Cursed recursed what they left behind
A billion drops of blood touches the ground
The thirsty land sucked it all till it got divined.

Were left on the ground with shrieks and moans
Those who were left cursing their own
The one having little life but still alive
Was left as it was for the miracle still to arrive.


There at the horizon among the dead ruins
Is still a man hoping dearly to survive
But the pain that's ripping him in two
Is stopping him to cry out that he's still alive.

No end to the fire but an end to the hope
No one really knows how to cope
Millions of eyes sinking in tears
Someone saying that a hope is there; but nope.

Will that sun rise once more
Will the stray voyage find a shore
Will the loved ones someday get a chance
To see their dearest who is no more.