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Broken Dreams
vidhi sharma | 25 Oct 2008

The poem 'Broken Dreams' is my tribute to all the innocent souls who unfortunately became the victims of the inhumane serial bomb blasts in New Delhi.

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Broken Dreams
vidhi sharma
The poem 'Broken Dreams' is my tribute to all the innocent souls who unfortunately became the victims of the inhumane serial bomb blasts in New Delhi.


His birthday was round the corner,
He prayed for love and honor.
Gifts awaiting from his friends,
A wait that would never end.
He would have never thought,
The year was his last.
A new year that he wanted,
Will come to a sudden end.

She was selected for her dream job,
Praising and appraisals just couldn't stop.
Awaiting to be at the work place,
Determined to win the race.
She would have never believed,
It was the last month she lived.
Success was all she wanted,
But alas! she took it for granted.

His wedding was not far away,
He dreamt of a new role to play.
Awaiting eagerly to meet her,
Nothing else he would prefer.
He would have never thought,
This day was his last.
His wedding was all he wanted,
The day arrived and ended so fast.

Her son returned from border,
The smile could only get broader.
Awaiting to see how he looked,
His favorite dish she cooked.
She would have never felt,
It was the last hour she dealt.
His presence was all she wanted,
And a moment came, that left her haunted.

The sun has turned gloomy,
Birds have stop chipring.
Cattles have frowned,
and devastation all around.
The terror has striked again,
Leaving ashes and flames.
Turning humans to stones,
A present into history.
All that is visible,
are scars and misery.

Who would unveil the gifts?
A child is not present!
Who would join the job?
The place is vacant again!
Who will tie the knot?
A bride is waiting!
Who would be at the border?
A soldier is missing!

Who will end their wait?
Who will wipe their tears?
Who will stop the terror?
Who will shed fear?

Can we dream our dreams?
Can we be free in our land?
Can we breathe peacefully?
And live life grand!

Can we expect brotherhood?
In an environment that is clear.
Can we expect humanity?
In the future near!