Treasure Island

Ruby Mostazir

(dhaka)

Iraq War


she is just 24...
this is her age to adorn some dream
this is the age to waiting for her prince charming
who will protect her from all the crisis
who will protect her whenever she is in danger

but the reality is different
on a tiny dark tent
with rest 8 family members
she is waiting to see the next morning of her life
no future waiting in front of her
no prince charming will protect her someday
she is sweating
she is boiling
she feels suffocated to breathe
on this tiny tent
with rest 8 family members

her sky was covered with drones
she was getting crazy of bombings
she walked miles to leave her city
her loving birth place....
now she is on a camp
she is in a tiny little tent......



she never saw the terrorist
but she saw lots of bomb...
dead bodies are lying around her'
child's crying
parents praying
she saw her neighbor died in front of her eye
she don't care who will rule her country...
who will rule this world!
Shia, Sunni, Arab, Kurdi, Turki? ? ?
who cares....


she just want a life to live her own way..........

Submitted: Tuesday, July 01, 2014

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  • Khairul Ahsan (7/16/2014 6:06:00 PM)

    'she just want a life to live her own way.......... ' - A very simple wish, but that is denied to her by the so called world champions of Democracy! (Report) Reply

  • Musfiq Us Shaleheen (7/13/2014 3:51:00 PM)

    we know everybody who makes this chaos who makes the difference among all humans...
    i know one day he will be punished some how...
    very nicely written the reality of iraq through this awesome poetry........ (Report) Reply

  • Ed Nigma (7/11/2014 9:10:00 PM)

    I would never be able to speak of the pain in which someone from your part of the world would. I don't feel in anyway the media has been able to catch even a glimpse of the horror, sorrow and pain people from these fighting nations endure. it is disheartening to see it all. I have grown up in the streets and lost many friends to hard life situations in that way as well as friends that have died overseas in service to their country. It truly is a sad truth to read and I commend your efforts on trying to express how you feel about what you've seen and felt.

    Such a sad world. Thank you for sharing. Maybe this will wake people up to how fortunate they really are. (Report) Reply

    Khairul Ahsan (7/16/2014 6:04:00 PM)

    Appreciate your comments, Ed!

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (7/5/2014 12:54:00 AM)

    tearful, pathetic, and shame on our thought, shame on humanity......let me breathe, , let me rule my body and thought, let me survive...who knows who will rule the world I a sure....NON CAN RULE AGAINST THE WISH OF ALLAH...He give chance to angel or even satans.... very nice sis.

    black sun of hope (Report) Reply

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