War Poem by Syed Peerzada Aurangzeb

Earth is exploding with particles of flesh and fresh blood
Blood that is pure in its volatility and calmness
But there is no distinction between the kind and brutal in the eclipses
Distinctions ruined and killed by the hands of silk and sand
Eyes staring at the skies that grew dark more and more
Every moment of life counts on its own
Every keen eye splited in parts
Awe and fear seldom gives space to any expressions now.