The Blood Stained Pheran

He wanted to wake up late
As he knew, the daylight will
Bring only misery, for his beloved

Combed his black hair, put muffler
And pheran, and left for his
Own Funeral

Bullets were restless
To Pierce his bony chest
Blood spout like

Fountain
He felt pain
But didn’t wept

Eyes were only looking
For hapless mother
With eyes open

All, he witnessed Darkness
And he left behind,
Mother without son

Heavy-hearted Father
Sisters with wet henna
Resistive Brothers

Chained Kashur Qoom
And
Blood Stained Pheran

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