Lekhny composition -20-Jun-2024
Refugee
Today is Bill birthday.
Buys favourite clothes and red shoes.
Clouds go dark , an explosion wipes smile today.
Ashes and dust everywhere, comes a somber news.
His house is colored in grey and clothes turns red.
Screams were louder but silence prevails.
Air, streets , path , everything resonating with death.
Color of nature , of joy , of love turned pale.
Those survived by luck , by chance must move on.
Tears wants to roll , pain wants to cry.
Bill bucks up, must face the calamity the fate brings upon.
He moves with people for food and government has no reply.
He goes south and west but no where found rest.
Living in tent , rain open the wound of loss.
Brings disease , difficulty and welcome the worst
Living like wild animals, ignored by people, people being woss.
Life from living in palace , to now being refugee in current.
Looking from scrapes of food and water but ,
No one cares , left by government and people.
Feed and feel for yourself being an refugee in your motherland.
Civil war disrupts the life and state but central little cared.
Seeking refugee for home, food and water.
Corrupt tongue and mouth , steals from them.
Being weak in harsh times and people takes advantage.
Double fare , double rent , everything looted in double.
Small room , small accommodation, small happiness they fared.
Being refugee among own people and in doubt and fear , in refugee from own people in motherland.
RISHITA
17-Jan-2025 04:55 AM
👌👌👌👌
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Raghuveer Sharma
24-Jun-2024 12:00 PM
nice
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