I write this poem about a deadly bomb blast in which about 100 people have been killed and more than 300 people were critically wounded.
I bleed and I hardly bleed
for my country in fire,
where cowards daily kill
by bomb last and gunfire.

Today my beloved homeland
hardly bleeds,
my heart silently cries
for its bleeding streets.

Blood is streaming
across its streets and homes,
scattered with fleshes of humans
and broken bones.

The dead bodies are everywhere
steeped in blood,
most of them are children
and women fallen in wrath.

Some are holding in blood
their amputated hands
while others are stumbling
in flame as the fire burns.

Some have fallen down
lay dead hardly bleeding,
others are screaming in pain
as long as they are breathing.

Some are screaming and rolling
as the explosion breaks,
others writhe roasting in its fire
and flame like steaks.

Children are steeped in blood
screaming for rescue aloud
mothers are wounded –
rolling and groaning on the
dead bodies of their beloved.

Some are adults and youngsters
recently engaged,
and others are fathers and mothers tonight to be engraved.

All of them were steeped
 in cold blood by those devils
solely belonged to our human race,
this is what I have closely seen myself
on their innocent faces.

Some are killed by terrorists
and devils in their homes,
while others flee them in search of safety seasonally die in the heart of bottomless jungles and horrifying seas.

Its my beloved country
today under a life taking fire,
I bleed while sitting to write
about its daily miseries
and losses of lives
that makes me beg for a permanent
and peaceful ceasefire.
By: Abdul Samad Haidari


About samad1986

Abdul Samad Haidari is an Afghan former freelance journalist and a poet. He served as a journalist in Daily Outlook Afghanistan Group of Newspapers – writer in Daily Afghanistan Express – English Language Trainer in Norwegian Refugee Council and as a Child Sponsorship/Communication Officer in ActionAid Afghanistan. Currently he writes poems on human sufferings - including fiction poems and performs in academic events to raise awareness for a noble cause.
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