Her Wounds Will Never Heal, A Poem In Urdu Poem by Ravi Kopra

Zakham us k zindgi bhar
kabhi heal na ho paaeN gay

stove ki aag k na they vo zakham
vo they khaavind k expletives se

din raat vo usay kehta tha
tupagli hai, tu ugly hai

tu khoti hai, tu moti hai
tera baap mota hai, maaN moti hai

dimaag tera khukla hai
jaan meri roti hai

hey khuda kya karoon
mere karmoN k phal main tu hai

vo bechari kya karay
din raat baithi roti hai

ye saDa-bhooja gharwaala
likha hua tha us k karmoN main

usko danada maar k ghar se nikal na sakti hai
amreeka main nahin, apnay upmaan bharat main rehti hai