Donned was the night sky
with twinkling stars.
Dawn came, its eye
plunged in sirens of war.
A fleet of birds that flew
from Middle East and West—
summoned like kites,
chirping back to its nest.
The eggs of chaste,
in haste, gave birth to flames
The high-rise storeys
and hyped-up stories.
Lest we forget
the mongers in power
who unleashed this terror
to preserve their cover.
This trembling hour—
the coming hour—
the pendulum stalled,
its hands now slain.
Feb 28
Feb 28, 2026 at 3:06 PM UTC
Donned was the night sky
with twinkling stars.
Dawn came, its eye
plunged in sirens of war.
A fleet of birds that flew
from Middle East and West—
summoned like kites,
chirping back to its nest.
The eggs of chaste,
in haste, gave birth to flames
The high-rise storeys
and hyped-up stories.
Lest we forget
the mongers in power
who unleashed this terror
to preserve their cover.
This trembling hour—
the coming hour—
the pendulum stalled,
its hands now slain.