Still the tears flow ,still the voice scream
The days turned into night ,worse than the worst dream
The moment when the nation was at pause
Houses went silent and cities full of chaos
Body and blood shattered apart
Mind went blank and cold was the heart
Soul was still and the eyes full of tears
No words were uttered ,only the holy prayers
The end was near for innocents and the brave
The womb of motherland became their grave
To the ‘land of glory’ arrived the dusk of humanity
No words to describe ,just the peak of insanity
No soul desired of either hell or heaven
the date still haunts,
its TWENTY SIX -ELEVEN.