Mylittle angel Asifa
We all cry seeing
your dead body in the dust,
the stones with which they struck you to death
after strangling your innocent throat.
There is blood on Indian conscience.
In foreign nations, The great India
is known as a rape nation.
Is there no one to put an end to it?
Is there no one? ? ?
O mighty God where are you?
A heartrending depiction has been made on little angel Asifa.It is a great tribute to her. It is matter of regret that......In foreign nations, The great India is known as a rape nation. Beautiful poem amazingly shared.10
The worst nightmare of loving parents is to see their kids dead. Thanks for sharing this poem and for speaking up of the topic of violence.
Is there no one to put an end to it? Is there no one? ? ? O mighty God where are you? A poem that is touching for even stone made hearts!
A deep poetry... May she get justice... Justice for all.... India improve it...10000+++++++++ Naila
Such a beautiful child. I cannot understand the rottenness of a man that would do this- how can he walk around amongst us without we smelling the ugly stench of his dead soul, how can we not hear the strangeness in his voice, see the strangeness in his eyes. God did not make this on earth- mankind has... I wish we knew how to stop making monsters... I give highest ranking for this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lot of Asifas' dead bodies are in the dust Caused by humans' hellish, ............. these two lines are from my recent written couplet, your one is great one, thank you for sharing