Chapter 1 : Kashmir

Summary: Kashmir, the once paradise on earth is witnessing one of the darkest years in the history of its suffering. As the sun sets and we collect what remains of the day, some more names are added to the list of people who died and thousand others who have suffered.


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The Poem: Kashmir



When the rulers order kids with lead filled eyes, silver decorated faces, to come to schools.

Their classes now the home to the oppressor, nobody listened to my plea: when last did I cry.

( Aaishan Ahmad Khan )


I wrap your blood stained shirt around me, you come in my dreams;

Storms inside my heart shouts, I regret why I allowed you to go out, Now I can never be me: when last did I cry?

( Aditi Sharma )


Up in the flames once again ; enveloped in turbulance and chaos

the land of turmoil and turbulance -yet dearest to me: when last did I cry.

( Sadia Shah )


This world to the world is so bright and green

Deserted, burning and painful to me: when last did I cry.

( Umer )


Bedecked his body in a shroud chanting the Kalima ready to die.

A warrior, a fighter, a true soldier was he; when last did I cry.

( Sadia Shah )


Tears rolling down that smiling face,as Kashmir bleeds red.

I bleed with it, and bleeds soul within me: When last did I cry.

( Aymen Rufaie )


How peaceful is this land? As peaceful as a graveyard.

They silence the voices and call it peace. A mockery. When last did I cry.

( Owais )


Dreaming of the serenity, tranquility,felicity I saw a nation hued with blood, blinded by pellets and ruled by the tyrants.

O my brave unarmed warriors,do not unnerve, tremble or flee: When last did I cry.

( Syed Aaira )


From the graveyards I hear,the dead speak of traitors within but do not fear,our blood will not be washed,wounds fresh our bodies bare

This macabre dance of death shall spin around, We will haunt them in their dreams.Dead whisper in melancholy, when last did I cry.

( Owais Qureshi )


The heart without a will to be free, doesn't beat at all.

The morning is so near to us, from this darkness we shall flee: When last did I cry.

( Irshad Hussain Dar )






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