His eyes have stopped raining
After burning of his Youth
In the blasts of terrorism…

His eyes have stopped raining
After the cold blooded murder
Of his blooming emotions…

His eyes have stopped raining
Even when pouring the bullets
In the hearts of his Brothers and sisters…

His eyes have stopped raining
Accompanying a piece of sky,
Which has stopped raining, years ago…

His eyes have stopped raining
As he knows that TERRORISTS LIKE HIM
Who can FLY for destruction,
Do never CRY!!!