Terror MaıL Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

They flashed blood on every wing,
Years after years with tall score;
I brooded to find, who they were
They are the human beings no more;
My tears gave my eyes all clew,
A bearded butcher with gun in hand:
I shocked to see the butcher in green,
The poor land turned to red.

Deafening sound blasted my ears this morning,
They drove life out of all, very much;
I prayed that it could never happened
All should live with joyous touch;
And if you ask me how
There false God might be improved,
I would have love and compassion added to,
But just a few wrongs removed!

Terror mail has spread graveyard’s silence,
The killer kill the innocents and laugh,
The footstep of death,
The vision blinded;
killers love blood and death, believe me,
Though my heart, hatred hides;
They are taught a faith of death,
O God halt the Terror Mail forever and forever!