I Am A Brook Of Blood Poem by Sheikh Nissar

I am a brook of blood
Drawn from the veins of the tender bud;
My drift is bedewed with homicide,
Stabbed with furry killed with pride.

Flowing by the might of a flood
And disappearing into the mud
And earth cradles me
Unto a motionless sea

I'm the scent of smiling dawn
And eddy of Afzal and Burhan;
I'm Maqbool's tidy clan
And I'm going on and on…

And again sun will rise
In our ravaged paradise;
And again moon will rise
In the calmness of skies

Copyright © SHEIKH NISSAR | Year Posted 2017