What is this world full of glare,
Robbing peace that once was there
Nobody to look at, nobody to care
Just the cries that are everywhere
Running here and running there
From blasts, wars and riots that flare
Many die, many have a nightmare
So why cannot the terrorists just spare!
Efforts now have gone in vain
As fighting now has become a game
Making many people insane
By taking their lives that were main
People now have lost their sane
After losing their dear ones again
When will the terrorists stop being a pain?
Is a question that will always remain!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sublime start with a nice poem, Sakina. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.