I cry, you cry, everyone cries,
I don't know if the sky also cries,
May be sky also cries in its own fashions,
If so, its cries like itself are also illusions.
I cry, you cry, everyone cries,
I don't know if the bomb blaster also cries,
May be the terrorist also cries for the casualties,
Probably the deaths weren't up to his expectations.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A powerful, poignant and incisive write. We could feel the intensity of this write against terrorism, especially in the closure lines.