Horrible Peace - Poem by vijay gupta
Play ground of a village was empty.
Children were no where.
Games were no where.
Smiles & laughing was no where.
Smiling faces were disappeared from the ground.
A youth festival was going on yesterday.
Now a horrible peace was there.
Yesterday’s night, an aero plane bombards that village.
Four children along with others were also killed in that attack.
Every one was afraid.
Small kids were in the lap of their mothers.
Small girls were sticking to their mothers.
Youth were angry; their eyes were red & filled with anger.
Tears were in the eyes of old men.
Young women were crying & weeping.
Some govt. officials were also wandering to perform their duties.
Why this aero plane hit the village?
Why this aero plane brings so much tears & cries in the village?
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