Hey Guys,
I am here with another poem (written by me) for you all to read.
Harsh Situation
As every hour is unwillingly gone,
An array of sadness is somehow born.
Just darkness could the situation spare,
Happiness couldn't have any fair share.
Destruction is flooded into the newspaper,
Each headline a death letter.
Our place that was once a paradise,
Has become a dump yard where sorrows rise.
The flames of the demised are not finishing,
Everyone's precious health is continuously diminishing
Tears are rolling down everyone's cheek,
Peace is what one will now seek.
If the situation elevates more,
To safety will there be any door?
Will sunshine strike upon all?
Or will there be a never decreasing and pathetic death toll?
Just cannot stop praising you dear... So much heartfelt words and so true to the harsh situation that humanity is facing in current times.
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