The Poem: Kashmir

Justifying the innocent killing, saving the traitors, awarding the killers.

Burning paradise, broken dreams , curfewed nights; how insane can it be? When last did I cry?

( Faisal Malik )

The mountains cradle the blooming corpses as the season of death persists.

Jhelum flows from my eyes today, and yet they ask from me: when last did I cry?

( Huzaafa )

What have they made of this paradise, they don't even allow the birds to fly.

The mourners of morning are buried by dusk: love left lonely: when last did I cry.

( Hashim Qazi )

If it was blood that held them away, if it was pain that kept them at bay.

From Adam to this date, how many revolutions would it be:when last did I cry.

( Yaver Hussein )

When they kill us, when they blind us, don't their hearts whine.

Are we not humans for them, are we so lowly:when last did I cry.

( Basharat Fafoo )

The place where pellets rain, and every mother's emotion drain.

With a heavy heart I sigh.I forgot, can you remind me, when last did I cry?

( Shakira Rashid )

They kill us without a thought and then take shield when justice is sought.

The sky is crying,rivers are red, in my land so holy: when last did I cry.

( Suhail Lolu )

They were oppressed and strived for freedom, and true was their struggle.

Today when we do the same, why are they blind to see:when last did I cry.

( Younis Mushtaq )

Occupations are not resolved, they are ended.

They have caged our state; yet our hearts are free:when last did I cry.

( Suhail Sultan )

Hustled roads take me back to my bashful streets.

These enlivening smiles remind me of my pelleted melancholy; when last did I cry?

( Shah Sabia )