Lost Gems

Life of a syrian

How much of an unbearable heat you spread,
Big and little souls under you searching for a dried piece of bread,
Just to stop the mere cries of the little tummies,
Coarse hands covering the eyes of the youngsters are definetly the intro of the mummies,
You witness the horrid faces of every soul as they run,
This ain't new to you, welcome ,welcome oh!hot sun,

Dried breads,half eaten fruits and a cup of water,
Surrounding it are the beautiful  sons and daughter,
With unquenched thirst and content hearts they thank the almighty,
For he is the one who can save them from the cruel humanity,

They've lost,grieved and now are weak,
For the sake of the one who created you, cast away the terrorism at the peak,

Tiny cute fingers,wrapped around the father's neck,
Showering him love with their little pecks,
The soft babies are being cuddled and kissed,
Whilst only the father knows, how much their mother is being missed,

Soft hugs and kisses from his weak wife,
Praying every moment to hold on to her dear life,
The creator alone knows the time they spare,
Just to leave a spark in their life while they care,

These are their priceless moments to watch  and catch,
But the gruesome men were ready to snatch,

Bam!! A loud noise leaves the hearts feared,
All the little eyes have now teared,

Fire , smoke and blood filled the villages,
Husband and children are now being carried into carriages,
That attack teared apart their lives and marriages,

My loved ones seperated me with bleedings and shoutings,
For all what i have now is their poor

belongings,

For every tear that escaped my eyes,
For every sob that escaped my lips,
I shall stand strong on my feet,
For in jannah we shall meet,

Our Allah shall reunite and reward us after this dreadful race,
And make us amongst those who will witness his great face

Remember our brothers and sisters all over the world in your prayers❤
Baarakallahu lee wa lakum💞