The days were walking on air, Aim was to examine a delightful morrow, Looking out for a sweet Spring, Where flowers are blooming with fragrance. But Who knows about that unforgettable and awful night, Where night doesn't have rise, shine and light, Because Golden moments were smashed with Bombardment, Where ambitions got blazed in fight. Defeat of humanity is visible in the eyes, That incomplete desire of meeting with them will remain in their skies. In the era of playing with toys There is plight of praying for breath. The dreams got burst in the smog of aversion, For which reason those innocents little one got demolished? Can't be aware about conscience, when helpless are losing their loved ones. | Quote by Ambika chauhan

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