Symbol of Victory Poem by Dr.jawaz Jaffri

The crop I harvested yesterday,
Today Again is to be sown,
The load that was burden of others
I have to carry on my feeble back.

They whose blood was shed
In the streets, wash blood-stained
Clothes of the murderer.

I sleep in shadows of swords,
How should I write new dreams,
Of the descending generation.
I intend to grow roses,
But I seed congealed drops of blood,
The kids whom for I have brought

Toys, I lament on their bodies
Lying on carbon of explosives.

Ah! The Anchal that once had been
A symbol of victory is now soaked in tears.