My scattered dream, <br />I know, You are collecting them, <br />For a beautiful gift, for me, <br /> <br />I threw them as grain, <br />To peck the birds, <br />To fill the stomach, <br />But I know, it doesn't, <br />Quench the thirst, <br />Thirst of wretched throat, <br /> <br />Food without water, <br />Like love without soul, <br /> <br />Like body, my dreams scattered, <br />Without soul, <br />Where the birds flown, <br />Is it up dawn or the dawn, down, <br /> <br />Nude thought without gown, <br />Peace peace every lips that pray, <br />I know whispered-piece piece, <br />Like a donkey's bray, <br /> <br />Now time has come- <br />We all must think the reason, <br />The reason of terrorism.. <br />The cause of terrorism.. <br />Who is playing the heinous crime? .. <br />A game of crocodile tears..<br /><br />Aftab Alam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/now-time-has-come/
