A Sonnet Of Painful
the loud sound of blast
broke the silence of the night
splitted dream
start creating the sonnet of painful
innocence babies crying
children screaming bewilderment
they could only crying and screaming
since they are really in frightened
debris everywhere, flame here and there
bodies lay bathed in blood
bodies lay lifeless
some moaning, some silent
some hurt
some dead
some became defectively
some became orphan
tears will not be enough to pay for grief
regret will not return the dead
the guilt has to live tormented
in this world and hereafter
poem by Meilani Rozavian
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