Terror Balloons (seneryus)
Blood splattered, limbs scattered
face of terror mocking
at the lethargic bandobast.
People lending helping hands
disregarding every nomenclature
whipping off the rust.
Perpetrators sulking in hiding
lamenting, once again
couldn’t ignite the desired mistrust.
Blame game taking shape
some heads may also roll
pricing humans, Govt. works best.
Nothing happened, nothing will happen
older ones enjoying the prison
people waiting balloons to burst.
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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