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W I D O W S

Innocent these souls,
Let alone in journey
Along the road

The strings to sit on hands
Struggling the kites up for survival

The wings,what wrong?
Why not they like doves,strong?

Losing breadwinner on a day of shock 
Slices of their bread,where is locked?

How to find room in hearts?
To park the vessels of sorrow

Death is a creator,
Widows and orphans,some

The blanket they wear
Woven with tear and fear

These plants are at risk 
Erect the fences,quick!

At a glance,
Off the glass,
They are like our class!

Widows,no a curse
When death is the cause

In case death a curse
Paradise a worst

If the paradise a worst
This planet becomes a curse

Open wide,
All panels of heart windows

Sense there,
Some souls to share and care!










 


Copyright © Muhammad Safa Thajudeen

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