'Red Was The Color' (1947 Riots) Poem by Amandeep Singh

'Red Was The Color' (1947 Riots)



Track was Red...

Train was Red...

Hands were Red

Eyes were Red..

Poeple were Red..

Earth was Red

What was Red?

Red was the Blood

Cries were unheard

Pain was feelingless

Grief was unbearable

Religions were different

People were different

'Kill him' he is a Sikh

'Murder him' he is a Muslim

'Ruin him' he is a Hindu

'Rape her' she is not our's..

'Tear off her clothes'

Naked women were in the streets

Helpless women were in the streets..

Helpless they were all...

who was naked?

Humanity was naked...

Who was weeping?

God was weeping

Who had lost?

Love and Brotherhood had lost..

Where was 'Aman'? (Aman=Peace)

Aman was no where..

Religions were different

People were diferent

But God was the same

HE was the one in the all...............(but everyone had forgotton)

But One thing was same

That COLOR WAS THE SAME

RED WAS THE COLOR...







i used there Train was the red...that was very bad incident..in sept 1946 from pakistan a train came to india..on Amritsar Ralway station....but the train was RED with blood of people, passengers....

your eyes'll get wet....there was not one passenger alive in the train...Deads were there in the train...

and after that incidents Indians, In revenge they did the same in 1947 (not sure but that was March) ....

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Reshma Ramesh 23 November 2008

sad........well penned

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