The Poem: Kashmir

The crimson blood, will stay, will last.

Slay the kids; what an act of bravery? When last did I cry.

( Burhan Shah )

The stony gust of oppression withered my mother Kashmir;

She screams yearningly — When last did I cry?

( Shifah Masood )

The dwellers of this paradise are prisoners to a vicious hell; did you wonder?

How awful is to have eyes and not be able to see: When last did I cry?

( Ambreen Farooq )

I leave home, wondering if I will be back, I bid my beloved goodbye.

For I was born, in the meadows of my paradise, born to be free: when last did I cry.

( Adam )

Every moment I cry, I mourn the lifeless bodies and the blinded eyes, my tears ask me when last did I smile?

Strangely ,O my innate being the world asks me, when last did I cry.

( Syed Aaira )

I adorn the garment of love, against hate.

It's a matter of time, before it brings you on your knee, When last did I cry?

( Nazish Nazir )

A year ago he was playing with the maiden snow; now he is laid in the martyr's row.

For what sin, answer me, When last did I cry?

( Nazish Nazir )

I feel your pain to the depth of my soul, I pray for you as you remain chained with my core.

Question that clay that formed my being, enriched my soul and shaped my identity: when last did I cry?

( Manejeh )

What good is prayer for long life, when we live with such agony.

I breathe suffering,I swallow pain, no evidence you'll ever see: when last did I cry.

( Maryam Shah )

My wings are torn and tattered, No longer able to carry me and fly.

You try every method to chain us, we will always break free: when last did I cry.

( Suhail Sheikh )