Apart ...

Days have gone -
Still I could feel the smell
of flesh and bones, ashes and remains
who were my kith and kin,
my friend and guide -
who accompanied the days together.
Fear exists in sleepless nights
and terror occupies my spirits.
Far away I could listen
to the palpitation of a friend
silently praying for the safety -
I could not do other than that
which leaves me helpless and ashamed.