Little angels of Aps.
Apples of their mother's eyes.
They had to rise and shine.
But they are lying underneath the soil.
With some shattered dreams.
They were killed brutally before the eyes of mankind.
Their sufferings, their pain has not remain silent.
We have taken their revenge.
But still pain remain.
Aps kids and the kids died in bomb blasts,
Were not just some blooming Flowers but...
The future of our mother land.
We will never forget u till the end of mankind.