26/11

26/11

The protectors of the realm were brutally killed and several beating hearts came to a standstill. 

The ray of sunshine, that inspires hope and glow, was be-shadowed with the clouds of fear and chills.

The city of glamour, dreams,and lights; smelled of blood, and its lost pride. 

Such a cursed day: 26/11, when every innocent craved for heaven.

They stood fighting till their last breaths, until the sky echoed the screeching of bullets and deaths.

When the cold air brought in their wives’ screams, and meeting their husbands became a dream.

Torn amidst the countries’ turmoil, the lives of their sinless brats got soiled. 

Flowers which greeted them upon home-coming, were cursed to lay down over their coffin.

The brave mothers were bereft forever, as their valiant sons were to return never. 

The hand that nurtured and taught to walk, was now supporting a martyr corpse.

Shaken in despair was the thread of life; as the heroic souls departed, humanity cried. 

They got studded in the night sky, smeared in red but souls ignited; if ‘nothing is impossible’, we preach, why can’t We be forever united ? 

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Sukriti Gujarati
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