(dedicated to the victims of the Mumbai terror attack and all others victimized by terrorism in today's world)
I wake up in the morn,
wanting to smell the rain
But instead of the wet mud
I smell blood stains.
I wake up in the morn
wanting to hear the church bells
Suddenly some bombs explode
singing the death knell.
I no more can go to the shops
and ask for my chocolates and gum
Mom is scared and worried
and dad says the terrorists will come.
I hear grandma talk of freedom
how she bravely fought for the cause.
but when I look out of the windows
she screams, all angry and cross!
I seem to have no streets
to run and play and fall!
There is no place to cycle
no place to hide and crawl
I am a little kid of seven
with her book and toys and doll
Why can't I smile in peace
It is my world too, after all!
6 comments
get lost wiz ur stupid poem...it aint bring ne sort of relief...u guys hav neva bin thru it, so its so fuckin easy 2 jolt down sumfin wich u feel gud...if u can't smile in peace its coz of ur laxism of havin pro-active measures taken to smile in peace...i lost my cousin in zat stuf...hope zat u guys don meet such a fate...start using ur brains to carry on a legitimate fight, dumb bugs...
Kheertee.. tat was a rude comment you left on my blog. I neither intended to bring relief nor anything. It was my personal way of expressing some feeling. I get it that you are grieved for your cousins. I am so sorry for that. I hope you did not take any offense from my poem. It was a personal poem in my personal blog. And I really don't think it deserves those rude words
hey sandhya
those who are affected will be in no mood to read or appreciate your poem,as u know,they can't smile in peace!
what i liked is the simplicity of the poem that touches me.
sindhuja( DAV junior,van mate,bhoomika's cousin...no more clues, u know me! )
@kheertee "u guys hav neva bin thru it" - Well you do not have to go through this in order to understand what its like to lose a loved one.
Well now i wonder if some idiot went and screamed at John Lennon or Coven for writing songs on war and peace! Grow Up.
And sandhya, your poem was good. I do not think there's anything rude in your poem.
Ah, quite a touching one dude. These kinds of things will now be a part of our life, so be ready for more poems. Our politicians are more dangerous than terrorists. I don't see a change to kick-in with these irritating politicians around.
beautifully writtren, well structured. keep writing:)
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