A lonely night
Some horrible thoughts
Some familiar faces
Some fading memories
A dead brother
And a lasting pain.
A restless life
Some dying dreams
Some living facts
Some missing moments
A dead brother
And a lasting pain.
A killing time
Some distant relatives
Some lost relations
Some stroking hands
A dead brother
And a lasting pain.
A clear voice
Some confused cries
Some wailing women
Some poor children
A dead brother
And a lasting pain.
How long and how far
In days and nights
That will come
With never-ending wait
For seeing you in imagination
Than alive and living?
Shamsur Rabb Khan is currently working as Editor with Consumer Unity & Trust Society (CUTS), Jaipur, an NGO and freelance writer on issues of national and international importance with regular contributor to newspapers and websites.
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