Each word is a new poem... each breath a new rhyme... Each smile a new beginning... each day a blessing sublime!

An exception to their belief that they have come to "live" with more joys........!

Must have pushed and fluttered to evade a certain numb,
must have greeted with cheer, the invaders the messengers of death,
while riddled by sharpers, must have gasped for an extra breath,
when he would have held the slayer, must have thought of father's hug,
when he would have pushed around, he must have thought of mother's hand,
a drop of tear must have dripped saying i love u "ma" miss u "pa" a lot ....
he must have needed them the most when he breathed his last....

A tribute to those getting murdered away from their homes... miles away....
An exception to their belief that they have come to "live" with more joys........!

Amit

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