A DARK DAY
A DARK DAY
( BY AYESHA KHALID)
(I DEDICATE THIS TO THE INNOCENT LIVES LOST IN
PESHAWAR AND THEIR GRIEVING FAMILIES)
THE SUN ROSE AND SHONE ON ALL GREEN AND HAY
CHILDREN HAPPILY GOT READY AND TO SCHOOL WENT AWAY
FATHER HAD JUST BROUGHT HOME THE OTHER DAY A BEAUTIFUL GORGEOUS TOY
MOTHER HAD SAVED IT UP TO BE PLAYED AFTER THE SCHOOL BY HER LOVELY BOY
ALL LIFE AND DREAMS WERE AHEAD OF THEM IN WHICH THEY WANTED TO HIGH FLY
THEY WANTED TO REACH THE TOP OF THE WORLD AND TOUCH ZENITH OF THE SKY
IT WAS AS USUAL AS ANY OTHER DAY
SOME WERE STUDYING AND SOME GOT ENGAGED IN PLAY
SOME WERE PLANNING THEIR WINTER HOLIDAY
SOME WANTED TO STAY HOME DURING THE HOLIDAY AND ENJOY
THE BLOOD THIRSTY VAMPIRES HEART AND SOUL WAS IN DECAY
THEY AMBUSHED THE SCHOOL AND STARTED THE DEVIL'S PLAY
THE INNOCENT CHILDREN BEGGED TO LIVE FOR JUST THE OTHER DAY
THE DEVILS PLAYED THEIR DIABOLIC DEVIOUS GAME WITHOUT ANY DELAY
THE LITTLE ANGELS AND YOUNGSTERS UTTERED THEIR PAINFUL CRY
BUT THE DEVILS WANTED TO SEE INNOCENT LIVES PAINLESSLY FRY
TILL THE HELP REACHED THEM MANY HAD GONE UP TO HEAVENS FAR AWAY
THE ONES LEFT BEHIND WERE MOURNING THEIR LIVES MOST TORTUROUS DARK DAY
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