Thursday, December 11, 2008

He was just another victim of terror

See
A pool of blood here
I do not know whose blood is this
It is red, same as mine

See
A pool of blood here
He was alive, few minutes back
Same as I, now

See
A pool of blood here
It is getting dried and becoming brown
In this blood, there was life
And dreams were dissolved


I listen
My heart beat.

Between the two beats
There was heavy silence

A life is a life
The bullet made a full stop to it.
Blood just oozed out.
Body lied down
He is dead.

He was just another victim of terror

Now
Do you hear your heart beat?

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