The world is wrapped with clouds of terror,
The uprising of voices discontented.
With regions and religions,
Coming into issues.
Forgetting that we all are,
Human beings first.
I thought of it,
How it all started.
I read about it,
How it all became,
A fire from a spark,
All some men did,
Was become the catalyst,
Because it was suited for them.
And so began chains,
Of misunderstanding brothers,
Of fighting for things,
Which were only perceived.
And the terror built upon it.
From one brick of all,
To a terrorism wall.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...