Aftab Alam - Now time has come

My scattered dream,
I know, You are collecting them,
For a beautiful gift, for me,

I threw them as grain,
To peck the birds,
To fill the stomach,
But I know, it doesn't,
Quench the thirst,
Thirst of wretched throat,

Food without water,
Like love without soul,

Like body, my dreams scattered,
Without soul,
Where the birds flown,
Is it up dawn or the dawn, down,

Nude thought without gown,
Peace peace every lips that pray,
I know whispered-piece piece,
Like a donkey's bray,

Now time has come-
We all must think the reason,
The reason of terrorism..
The cause of terrorism..
Who is playing the heinous crime? ..
A game of crocodile tears..

Aftab Alam

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