To Sri Lanka #Q197

You took their lands; you took their dignity; you thought not twice when you took their lives.
You hurled bombs on them; you torched their homes; you killed them with mines besides poisoning their airs.
You didn’t spare little kids, nor innocent civilians; you raped their sisters; you raped their wives.
Doesn’t unbearable remorse penetrate your hearts as much as your bullets pierced through theirs?


Life’s Cruel #Q196

Life’s good, but not always. Cruel are its uncertainties.
Life’s good, but not to all. It attacks us, like a praying mantis.
It burns many dreams, and many goals,
and continues its game with unsuspecting souls.

PS: My thoughts and prayers are with the 45 helpless people who lost their lives in the recent bus accident at Mahbubnagar.