I Know I’m Dying
PoetNilavroNill
by NillNilavro
1M ago
I know, I’m dying everyday Slowly but steadily, too weak To hope for resurrections The ultimate dream, at least one can hope for, or believe I know, I’m dying everyday With each hour growing Inevitably irreversible A momentum towards The final countdown I know, I’m dying everyday With each dead body, lying Dead under the rubles… Under heavy bombardment Infront of the eyes, unashamed I know, I’m dying everyday Witnessing those orphans, Wounded and homeless With no shelter, no food Nothing to cling on to survive I know, I’m dying everyday Slowly, but inevitably, as I Don’t know how to remain Che ..read more
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31st December 2023
PoetNilavroNill
by NillNilavro
2M ago
Please, do not wish me ‘Happy New Year’ Let me mourn the dead Please, do not wish me ‘Happy New Year’ 21,822 are already killed Please, do not wish me ‘Happy New Year’ 8,800 children among them Please, do not wish me ‘Happy New Year’ 56,451 are wounded Please, do not wish me ‘Happy New Year’ 100 killed last night Please, do not wish me ‘Happy New Year’ Let me feel the pain Please, do not wish me ‘Happy New Year’ Let me realize my guilt Please, do not wish me ‘Happy New Year’ Let me suffer, for my inactions Please, do not wish me ‘Happy New Year’ I didn’t encounter the zealots Please, do not wi ..read more
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Nowhere To Hide
PoetNilavroNill
by NillNilavro
2M ago
Turn your eyes. Look, no place is safe Nowhere to go. Nowhere to escape Only the open sky, under the bombardments Constant and relentless, without any relief Explosives, exploding from above, Killing the people, under the siege Making them homeless, dead, wounded Nowhere to live, even in their homeland And many others, living in their home, healthy And many others, sleeping every night in peace And many others, having an excellent time Even many others, poets with choice of their words Look for yourself, those, supporting the genocide Look for yourself, those, enjoying the massacres Look for y ..read more
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War Crimes
PoetNilavroNill
by NillNilavro
2M ago
It is really sad, You unmasked your face And your eyes, both Left and the right Dry and empty Not even a tiny little drop Of your crocodile tears Produced and nurtured before… Your eyes, both Left and the right Like drought ridden fields Motionless, staring Watching the people Dead, wounded and the homeless The orphaned children and The childless parents… It is really sad, You revealed your heart Stubborn, biased Adamant, die-hard Hollow and empty Not even the fake anxieties Of your manufactured emotions Produced and nurtured before… Your heart, inward And beyond the surface Like the dead sea ..read more
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Game Set And Match
PoetNilavroNill
by NillNilavro
2M ago
1 Dropping bombs on the innocents Especially, in the middle of the night Such an entertainment! More than An achievement of any strategic value Hundreads and thousands of the dead Under the rubles with an open sky In the middle of the night… really Something to celebrate and enjoy Killing the Arabs like rats, everyday Is the divine game, orchestrated By the chosen people of the divine Power, heavenly and all powerful 2 Keeping the entire world blackmailed Either with the victim card or through The nukes, is the ultimate success No war crimes, no prosecutions, no action Hundreds and thousands o ..read more
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Executioners Song
PoetNilavroNill
by NillNilavro
2M ago
It is time to shoot the Arabs It is time to celebrate the kill It is time to attack the cities It is time to bomb the homes It is time to destroy the population It is time to enjoy the massacres It is time to expedite ethnic cleansing It is time to execute the genocide It is time to inflict pains It is time to create the famine It is time to expand the siege It is time to ensure more deaths It is time to occupy the entire land It is time to deny the war crimes It is time to achieve the goal It is time to celebrate the success It is time to establish the supremacy It is time to dance unasham ..read more
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Morning In Gaza Streep
PoetNilavroNill
by NillNilavro
2M ago
Every morning Is darker than the others, The mornings already past    In the history… Sun is not enough For the mornings With new dead bodies   With torn limbs Everywhere under the rubbles, Beyond the reach of human tolerance Beyond the reach of wildest premonition    Beyond the reach of the protesters Standing in solidarity Standing in unison Standing in bewilderment    In rage, helplessly Shocked, horrified alarmed Tensed, grieved and stunned Occupying the streets in millions…    In cities in capitols Every morning Is darker than the others, The mornings already past    In the history… Morni ..read more
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Scattered Limbs
PoetNilavroNill
by NillNilavro
2M ago
Scattered limbs with bloods All over, everywhere… Everywhere, around the home The heaven on the earth Everywhere, around the camps The last refuge for the refugees Everywhere, around the schools The first landings for a better future Everywhere, around the hospitals The last chance to survive… Scattered limbs with bloods All over, all the time, round the clock All the time, under the relentless Bombardments of the zealots All the time, right before our eyes Blinded through the war cries All the time, whenever we believe Fighting for freedom is terrorism All the time, during the meetings Behind ..read more
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Thousands Of Dead Children
PoetNilavroNill
by NillNilavro
2M ago
How can I see children to die Every day in hundreds How can I sustain these pains As I have no means to save them How can I keep myself silent Watching an ongoing genocide How can I walk alongside those The poets without any soul How can I read their poems As if everything is quite normal How can I believe them again Their words without tears for the dead How can I forget them ever, without A single word against ethnic cleansing How can I forgive me, if I too Maintain such political silence How can I face myself again If ever, I follow poets like them How can they justify their stand Sanding b ..read more
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Living In Death
PoetNilavroNill
by NillNilavro
2M ago
One more day of massacre One more day of genocide One more day of mass killings One more day of denial ……………………of war crimes One more day of starvation One more day of occupation One more day of oppression One more day of betrayal ……………………of humanity One more day in the open prison One more day in the killing fields One more day in concentration-camp One more day in the ruins ……………………in Palestine One more day in subjugation One more day in depression One more day in dejection One more day in pains ………………….. in desperation One more day without peace One more day without liberty One more day wit ..read more
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