Damazine - I Dream of a Place of Peace

I Dream of a Place of Peace
Anjum Wasim Dar - Pakistan

But in vain,
Time and again there is pain;
I was brought to a Promised Land
Created with killing, insane;
Where
Remnants of blood,
Traces of flood,
Sensations of fear
Remain;
I dream of a place secure,
Clean, colorful, and pure,
But I am not sure
As I see
the flying roof of a bus,
As I hear
the terrifying sound of a blast,
Oh, how long is it going to last?
As I fear
One moment in time
May be so fast
Before we know
And thus...
We are... no where,
No more.

Anjum Wasim Dar was born in Indian-held Kashmir and migrated to Pakistan in 1952. She was fortunate to have a literary cum religious environment at home. She holds a Master's degree in English Literature and has published numerous articles in national newspapers and magazines. She has three children.