Revenge Of Dead Poem by Hanan Muzafar

Revenge Of Dead

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Across the lake,
dead looking for me,
cries buried alive;
this grave can't hold me.
I waited long;
Lord show me the way:
Hold my hand,
you will be released,
child soon will it end;
rise of dead.
The trumpet roaring,
army of dead conquering,
sky showering flames:
A judgement declared,
The revenge of dead.

Saturday, February 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: judgement,justice,pain,revenge,sadness,sorrow
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Hanan Muzafar

Hanan Muzafar

Model Town Sopore (Kashmir)
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