A Saga In Blood Poem by lalitha iyer

A Saga In Blood

Rating: 5.0


Think of the children
running away from death
the little hearts
born to bombs
Penguins massacred
a child of tender forms
kissing the edge of Arms
if it is your baby
aged two or three
scorched by Sun
and Bleeded by the Sons
Sons of the Soil
are they? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Not one, but lakhs
every lakh has lakh hearts
and Crore emotions
Insecurities surmounted
refugee in own land
Begging for survival
Who will womb
Who will pouch the innocents?
World is sleeping
Ignoring the blood bath
when hearts are bruised
and hunted and hounded
Death Play
Smell of Death
stinking cruelty
Why the world is Quiet
the dead ones are no ones
the wounded, the limbless
the bleeding
Terrorists are littered
by Terrorist Attacks
When love fails
Hatred Survives
When Houses shatter
Whore Houses are born.......

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Siddharth Singh 28 August 2009

Horryfying, yet so true. Compells you to sit back and think.

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Muhammad Ali 30 April 2009

I am out of words Lalitha................. ........... !

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Fiona Davidson 28 April 2009

Great strong write Lalitha...10++

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Sandra Martyres 22 April 2009

An real eye opener - a strong call to face the cruel reality of life today....

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Saadat Tahir 22 April 2009

very nice and toching lines so sad...the world of today...explained liked it cheers

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