The child of Palestine

The child of Palestine

The family gather to break their fast
not knowing that this meal is their last
but they smell that danger is near
as there are explosions they can hear
their blood quickly runs cold
but their back are straightened and they are bold
they will bear everything and be brave
until they are buried in their grave
waiting for the day of judgment
when they will gain their justice
the mother holds her daughter close
she is a dear whom she doesn’t want to lose
but will the soldiers understand
within their hearts of stone
soldiers’ footsteps can be heard
this time it is very close
their door is broke to the ground
and in comes the evil hounds
they shoot gunshots into the air
four bodies drop to the floor
and the soldiers stamp their feet away
the child’s hair goes from blond to grey
for she had seen her mother and father
brother and sister’s blood scatter everywhere
tears of pain drop into the blood
as they flow out of the room in a flood
a cry of inner grief breaks the silence
This is from the child of Palestine
YA ALLAH!!!

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Excellent poem jazakAllah khair for sharing

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*Originally posted by showkot: *
Excellent poem jazakAllah khair for sharing
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Thanks. My pleasure:)

Thanks, Capri.....:)

Re: The child of Palestine

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*Originally posted by Swera: *
The child of Palestine

The family gather to break their fast
not knowing that this meal is their last
but they smell that danger is near
as there are explosions they can hear
their blood quickly runs cold
but their back are straightened and they are bold
they will bear everything and be brave
until they are buried in their grave
waiting for the day of judgment
when they will gain their justice
the mother holds her daughter close
she is a dear whom she doesn't want to lose
but will the soldiers understand
within their hearts of stone
soldiers' footsteps can be heard
this time it is very close
their door is broke to the ground
and in comes the evil hounds
they shoot gunshots into the air
four bodies drop to the floor
and the soldiers stamp their feet away
the child's hair goes from blond to grey
for she had seen her mother and father
brother and sister's blood scatter everywhere

tears of pain drop into the blood
as they flow out of the room in a flood
a cry of inner grief breaks the silence
This is from the child of Palestine
YA ALLAH!!!!
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very well aaj buhat he dinoun key baad khuch read kiya hey buhat achaa laga .
Good luck friend.

wow very nice:k:

Wow very nice :k:

:(

Welcome 2 poetry section:)

& Thanks.

WiseGuy,
Adeel,

Thank you…:slight_smile:

Lajawab,
y r u …>:(