Shayari Bazar

My home is burning: Message to living corpsesSipping delicious coffee in a chilled restaurantDelightfully surrounded by my loved onesI saw a fairy on the screenShe was martyred in the streets of BeirutHer schoolbag was burntHer doll was screaming with wonder in her eyesCoffee suddenly became bitterAnd I was surrounded by heat and fervorYes I can see it, the judgment DayYou were lost in the relishes of worldly desiresWhile your children were made silent brutallyOh Muslims! Enough of this sleepEnough of these lessons of expedienceLet�s rise against this oppressionTill the last breathTill the last drop of blood