Those Faces !

Those faces ,
Those faces aren’t related to me in any certain way
But yet those faces stare at me every single day
Amidst crowded stations streets and neighbourhoods
While walking down these very paths
I stumble upon coloured posters
Which make me stand and stare
The details in these posters make my mind go slow
The faces are similar to some people that I know
Age 10 years old , curly hair, resembles an angel,
Or an old man who looks like my dear father
And below that there is a date so pressing ,
Telling us about those who have gone missing
As soon as I complete my daily travels
From home to office and back home
With hope I then memorise these faces as if they were a poem
That maybe while walking on streets or stations
The hopes of those families don’t die in vain
That maybe that Mr. Shastri , or that Radha
Or that Riyaz will be found again
Maybe those missing faces who resemble some people I know
Maybe found again !