Bombs Blast
Bombs Blast
Monoj Panday
Bombs blast
Bombs are blasting everywhere
Only the segments
Only the fragments
Blood and flesh of innocent people
Their aspirations
Blown in the air
Their dreams
Smashed in the sky
Nobody knows
Bombs are blasting
All left home
And become homeless
And he is waiting in that place
Stretching his bold two hands
Bombs are blasting
Blood is melting
Its colour has changed
Coming down from his blue eyes.
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