Tasting the slow
drops of time
an distorted pleasures
one at a time…
—
Waltzing songs
of hidden harmonies
through the fields
forgotten armies..
—
Spreading their blood
friendship dropped..
Freedom within
as their flowing rivers bought…
—
Savour,
each moment
of the tick of time…
—
Remembering!
—
As those whom kept
peace within…
And the capturing
of those distort soul
committing unimaginable
warcrimes….
These are some
inner thoughts
about terrorist attacks…
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