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Life in Civil War

Life in Civil War

Once we lived in a country,
filled with bustling landscapes and crowding touristry.

Out of the blue, hell broke loose,
Violence and Cruelty set on its cruise.

The halcyon days of life,
Is now conquered with strife.

What has our experience been like home,
Is now a war-torn zone.

Melancholy of air surrounded,
Geysers of blood erupted.

Skies showered the bullets,
Snipers fired the pellets.

Under the menace of brutality,
The regime of peace is cut out of barbarity.

Flood of distress poured out of our eyes,
Fear melted our hopes like ice.
 
Under such fell clutch of circumstances,
It's true, we were out of second chances.

With faith in the promise of tomorrow,
We tend to forget the sorrow.

We are still alive and living,
Sun will shine and dark clouds will be leaving.

Everynight we dream about the peace,
And one day the war will cease.

We will rebuild our life with perspiration,
We march forward with inspiration.

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War, war never changes

I hope things improve, in the location of your subject matter. A brilliant end to a rhyming piece

With love
 

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Mina ✨

I love this..filled with such optimism even in the darkest of times or moments. Well done! 

Tehmina xo

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Kamesh Sai

Thankk you so much Tehmina Usman..

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