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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=580983" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Twentysix Eleven 26/11</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My speech dead in my throat. <br>My words are stagnant in my pen. <br>My thoughts frenzied, deranged. <br>I am afraid to recollect scenes. <br> <br>As day goes by, they add on lies. <br>Khans, Mushreffs, n’ Sardari’s, <br>Ghillanies still blood thirsty, <br>mongering war for Vulture’s feast. <br> <br>Still they live in an era of Ghori, <br>Attack all around as Gazni. <br>Spitting bullets on innocents, <br>Terror (jihad) in name of religion. <br> <br>Bled we lie on an arrow bed. <br>Composed we fold our hands. <br>Sad smile on face is not cowardice. <br>It is divine glow of our courage. <br> <br>Blood decked, turned bloody flowers. <br>Hibiscus blooms in every heart. <br>With blood stains, sunrise everyday, <br>until perpetrators are punished. <br> <br>A nation of make believers, <br>loves to dance on holocaust. <br>Their leaders spit hate on freedom, <br>Wearing a turban of indecency <br> <br>We just wish to say a prayer for all, <br>By lighting a candle in our heart. <br>My tears flow incessant until then, <br>those fallen flowers are consecrated <br>____________________</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Satheesan+Rangorath">Satheesan Rangorath</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=580983" data-title="Twentysix Eleven 26/11 de Satheesan Rangorath" data-description="My speech dead in my throat. My words are stagnant in my pen. My thoughts frenzied, deranged. I am afraid to recollect scenes. As day goes by, they add on lies. Khans, Mushreffs, n’ Sardari’s, Ghillanies still blood thirsty, mongering..."></div> </div> </div>
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