Those Pains

Yes! Here I come again.                                   
With those dry voices of pains.                         
From those recent slain.                                         
As there isn’t any gain for those pains.       

Sometimes, I think and wonder,                       
How brutally I lost my mother.                       
Who taught me to fear the FATHER.                 
That’s to make my life brighter. 

There is sudden death everywhere.                     
And there’s problems are allover the sphere.   
That I wish to return to where I was.                   
As peace and freedom, I know is there.

It hurts a lot recalling those pains.                       
Looking at those gains,                                                 
As all being taking away and none remained.                                     
This makes my world feel so disdained.   

Oh! My heart cries everyday with tears.                   
As if am in the hands of the bears.                   
Going away from my dears.                                       
A pain I can hardly bear.