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I am a happy individual and I LOVE life. Some people say that I am too passionate about the things that are dear to me but I say..."Hey! You only live once!" I love to write about very simple things like the people and things that I have observed, childhood and teenage memories,about love and marriage etc. I am also into quite alot of poetry writing these days. Enjoy reading my fellow readers and fans. ;)

Monday, September 22, 2008

Cry! My Beloved Country

The sirens wailed as the sky was covered


with thick, black smoke and blinding ashes


it was just the beginning of the night


when the terrible incident came to light





Cry! My beloved country...


as your sons and daughters die incessantly


Cry ! My beloved country...


for terror strikes you and


with your eyes you can only SEE





Oh why must this happen to my country?


What sin has she done to deserve such calamity?


Her offsprings are the ones who suffer most


when threats and panic overflow





So much blood spilled on her 'holy' ground


who's to blame, who set off the bomb?


Isn't peace respected anymore?


Why are lives so abhorred?





Amidst all this hopeless chaos


we are both unsuspecting victims


you there in my country


and I'm here unfortunately





Cry! My beloved country


I have yet to be your progeny


but from afar I see your tears


and your children's fear of fear





How I wish to hold you in my arms


and comfort you in heaps


Please Mother,I need you to be calm


rest you must in undisturbed peace





Your eyelids remain shut and


cobwebs cover them


it's time to open them up


and see what's really happening





Whisper in your children's ears


no more running,hiding and living in fear


for there is always hope...yes HOPE is still here





Wipe away your enemies with


a swipe of your iron arms


tear away their scourge,


destroy their spirit and


their evil weapons





Cry! Oh cry my beloved country


There is much to be done


for your grieving daughters and your stricken sons





What does the future hold for you?


You don't decide but your rulers do


will they suffocate what's left of peace


among these tragedies?


Or will they bring you back to blazing glory?


You my country can only wait and see


for you too cannot the future see.





-SHF-














5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hai Neneps. Very touching poem. You don't mention the name of this country of yours but I gather it either must be a war torn or terror stricken country.
Very well written I must say.




Mehboob Fuseah (MOROCCO)

Anonymous said...

When I read this poem of yours, I was reminded of the bombing in Islamabad,Pakistan that happend just 4 days ago.
I could really feel your grief for the victims of terror in this country of yours.
It takes a certain amount of intelligence to draft a poem such as yours. Perhaps you were in an emotional mood when you wrote it but well done Neneps.

Kirana Theerkim

Anonymous said...

Very nice pictures that you have added in this poem of yours. I must say that the pictures itself tell a very compelling story.
You are a very versatile poetess Neneps. I love you for that.




Mashoor Halwa

Anonymous said...

Yes I cried a little reading your poem. You wrote about death and destruction not by nature but by man kind itself.

Your poem opened my eyes about so many countries that are in this situation and Pakistan comes to my mind with the latest devastation that happended just over the weekend. I realized that I am so lucky living in a country that is free of such terror. I pray for all the victims involved and may their souls rest in peace.

Gerania Hilbolm(Geneva,SWITZERLAND)

Anonymous said...

I think that you are talking about the recent hotel bombing in Islamabad,Pakistan. I feel that our weak government is to be blamed. Our President's speech on the day of the bombing was nothing but smoke and mirrors if you ask me.
Pakistan will only prosper and be free of such terrorism if the country is ruled with an IRON FIST. Period!


Murad Aslan (Karachi,Pakistan)