Beyond The Heavens Poem by Mohammad Younus

Across the sky, the clouds heavy with snow move;
Across the fields, the plain white blanket is spread out;
Across the graveyards the lost children of our mothers...
...are dumped in unknown graves;
Across the Chinar gardens, the withered leaves blow;
Across the forests, birds cry the mourning songs...
...for the people dead alive in cities;
Beyond the heavens, far away from my home...
...the house of peace must be! ! !

MyKoul