
We didn’t ask for this war.
It came like a storm
without warning—
loud, dark,
and full of fire.
Homes turned to dust.
Schools became silence.
People ran,
but there was nowhere safe.
A child held a broken toy.
A mother searched for bread.
A father waited
for a phone call
that never came.
We watched the sky,
not for stars,
but for bombs.
We prayed,
not for rain,
but for peace.
And now,
even when the guns stop,
the pain does not.
War ends on paper,
but not in hearts.
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Zakir Ullah
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So sad
This paints a heart-wrenching picture. War's aftermath is so hard on everyone.