A Blood Hots Up

It is national sentiment and I am deeply shocked At gruesome murders when day light is rocked When crowd is fired at and resulting into deaths? Long queues are scene for laying the wreath It has become routine and hunting ground New technique is employed and innovative ways are found People are slain in broad day light They want to conquer without offering fight What do they to offer to their brethren? What can be their aim to find in light of lantern? Have they done blind to the senseless killings? Are people in for it with willing? It makes me bleed and hurts most Irreparable loss is done by them at no cost it may not be material loss or damage it makes country to bleed and making it difficult to manage How long we will witness the carnage? Why people are killed and thrown into drainage? What type of game they are involved in? Is it not the dirty tricks or ways employed very mean? Why to we distrust the system and cast a doubt? Why sudden loss of face and turn about? Is there any secret understanding between terrorists or clout? Why sudden spurt in violence to face the rout? It pains me deeply and hurts conscience I must go into oblivion for doing nothing with silence I can’t knock the inner voice and ask for remedy Life has turned hostile with tragedy I will not stand up and face the weather Neither I will cry nor continuously bother May consider it as set back and differ Opinion of others stand good but we have to suffer It gave me enough of strength to stand fast Mind occupied with sense with courage to last Nothing so particular with malice intention Still it stood as test and raised many question I must search the soul and repent No to further quest and silently consent Confine to reality with utmost sincerity Movement with steady pace and no more hostility I should go down with human dignity Love to live with natural beauty that is there on earth without any blame? Can any one remain aloof and claim? I too would live with no malign intent Avoid unpleasant scene and remain content God is so kind to grant us whatever we desire why then we hesitate and not even admire? I want to give message of peace Abhor the violence and try for hostility to cease Nothing may help to solve the misery We will god own as butchers in the history Violence adds to violence Cruelty and death can’t be compensated with condolence Let us sit together and bring an end to bloodshed To bring revolution by bloodshed is not a trade