I promise.....

For you my children of Peshawar.....

I promise to remember this day,
Till the day they lift me on four shoulders and carry me away,
I promise the sight of your blood,
Will forever stay in my mind,
Forgive me for waking up,
And going about my business of living,
While your graves turn cold.
I apologize for being able to hold my children,
While your mother looks for you desperately,
Hoping that you might come home.
I don't deserve to taste the food that I swallow,
I don't deserve to behold the colours of this world.
I promise to remember,
The white shrouded bodies of all your classmates,
The bullet riddled walls of your school.
Please forgive me for breathing another day,
While your young father carries your body away.

Here I go!

In memory of my little children in Peshawer
Rest in peace babies......

Cricket, hockey, my cell phone, girls
Exams, friends, playing hooky, holidays
Growing pains, heartaches, hair in strange places,
Shaving like dad, glasses like big brother,
Batting like Afridi,
Boxing like Amir Khan.
School assembly, the last days before winter break,
Passing notes to buddies, waiting for the lecture to end,
Here is my wish list mother,
There could have been more,
I had no time,
Lay me down now I have to go,
My blood has been pouring for far too long,
I give my life, my wishes, my hopes,
I don't need them where they have sent me,
Tell baba not to cry for my friends accompany me,
I am not alone,
the little girl from fifth, the boy from sixth,
Here I go!