Light up twenty one candles for us,
let every candle bear our name,
in every light of that candle
will glow our silenced dreams-
the dreams we left behind,
the hopes we had built for others
which will lie like a crater on their hearts
of those whom we were a part.
As we stood there waiting for mercy
as the last moments of life ebbed,
we remembered, we cried and choked
like fingers clinging onto rosary beads
fretfully we hoped pity would wave its hands
and grant us grace to live then die;
but the moments of closure surmounted
as, one by one, of us, fell off
and rolled onto to the ground.
Light up your candles
in memory of us,
each candle will hold our name
in that glow of the candlelight
you will see our face
in that reflection,
you will know that we died for our faith
and not for crime.
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.
The root verb is ‘slay' and its past participle is ‘SLAIN'. Please correct it as ‘slain'. Thank you.
Dear poet, The caption of the poem needs a small correction. There is no word "SLAINED". The root verb is ‘slay' and its
So sad are the incidents that happened in Lybia. Reading, one's heart is heavy with emotions
so sad but true depiction... clear 10 dear Lay a wreath Wednesday,8th July 2020 we are sent to gallows and you shall not be allowed to lay a wreath after our death Hasmukh Mehta
A very poignant piece of poetry. Recalling the sacrifice of those martyrs. Thanks. Light up your candles in memory of us, each candle will hold our name
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very heart touching.A great poem with powerful expression.