It was a strange year
But that year
There were a lot of strange Days
After every booms and blow
Baby cries here
And mother Crawls there
With aches all over their body
It was a strange year
But that year
There were a lot of strange Days
After every bombing and blasting
Temples demolished there
And houses destroyed here
With ashes all over the sky
It was a strange year
But that year
There were a lot of strange Days
After every bombs and bullet
Bodies bleeding there
And blood running here
With Smells all around the ground
It was a strange year
But that year
There were a lot of strange Days
After every greeting and Grinning
Dragon dances there
And Lion laughs here
With politics, all over the world
By: Sonsnow
Silent Songs of Sonsnow 
Powerful poem with a powerful message.
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Thank You Ma’am, thank you for taking time out to have glimpse on my poem, it means a lot to me.
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Powerfully beautiful word, big love to you ❤
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Thank You so much !
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The power of words can bring forth the agony, the angst of generations – you have brought this feeling out with your words…..👌
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Thank you, may the voice of voiceless can be heard far and wide.
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I do love this! !!!
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Thank you so much! I really love reading your writings.
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Beautiful and such a sad truth.
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Thank You!
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Pleasure
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Such powerful lines! Wonderful poem👏👏
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Thank You,
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Beautiful write up. So much pain, in so few words!!
Brilliant!!
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Thank You for going through it.
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War leads to destruction not only materialistic but also results in emotional suffering! May God protect all!🙏
You brought that out powerfully.👌
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Thank You
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😊
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wow wow wow
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🙏
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Nice, strong and poignant.🙌🙏💗
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Thank you for going through it.
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