Saturday, March 29, 2008

LOST SOIL


















Mountains fallen, earth sawing, bushes and trees shaking
I get jolt and fall down due to earth quaking
I thought this is the day of judgment
My house is moving around and I am crying
Within second all houses of mud destroyed
I am seeing sand clouds pale on sky as earth
I approached beside some folks at death's door
We are trying our best to move the mud from them
But wooden rail make difficult to do this
Last breath coming up inside shattered huts
We found some corps as hut inhabitants
once Called paradise on earth now is hell in a flick
lament the whole place of my city Rawalakot
as Balakot, Muzafarabad and Bagh a great damages
before there were nightingale and birds songs
now jackals and foxes are howling
the morrow what will happen all are disquiet
even the whole world sorrows with them sharing

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Wild reading this i can only tell u my skin burns of pain and scaryness of thoughts crawling on my body n this is not even enough feeling for what you and your people felt on this ugly day.