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Nightmare

I heard a blast
Few yards away in the neighbourhood
Panic call to humanity
Help ! help ! Plz. help

[ Disturbed, it made]

I remember the profile Picture
Smiling, I was
I cursed myself.

Then,
I saw your profile Picture
And, find the same,
No rights to invade your freedom
I never dared.

Later with heavy heart, I tried to
Neglect, Forget, Adopt.
“Survival of the fittest”,
As old man said.

Being a cold stone
Here, I am awake
In a clean sheet with no bloodshed
It was 4:48 AM, Kathmandu

Good Day, whoever  hears.
Written by Olivia-H (Mystic Ink Plus)
Published
Author's Note
Theme: Night at the warzone, being Syrian. #haunted #disturbedmind
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