War Poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir

Everyday when I stroll along the streets,
My ever remaining pain a bit retreats,
I admire the beauty of day and night,
It is always to me a frolic sight,
The birds, the goats, the wandering sheep,
Give my restless heart a delightful leap,
Suddenly I tremble with unknown fear,
The sight which is to me very dear,
Is vanished somewhere in wails and screams,
And shattered their hopeful lovely dreams,
The scene has changed in the blink of eye,
They become the victim of their destiny sly,
People have come there with flowers and wreath,
To offer whom war has put to death.