Asifa

In bloody cloth I found her,
wrenched body, torn clothes here and there.
I rushed to check,
Is she alive?

My hands were shaking, however, I managed to touch her.
I took her in my arms,
It's difficult to hold the pellicle body,
but I collected her.
I look everywhere, No one is present
it's like suddenly everything vanished, and
I was standing on a deserted land.
I tapped, pumped her chest, gave oxygen from my mouth too but, she didn't respond.
I shook her again,
Is she alive?

Her eyes were closed but, her face told me each and everything
I wiped her face, and again searched for someone, but I failed. I rubbed her palm,
Is she alive?