The Poem: Kashmir

As I lay upon the turf of my grief, a soul passes by as I bleed,

sings to me the songs of aazadi. When last did I cry?

( Farhaan Umer )

When the sun was shining bright, the moon dazzling through the night.

Did we neglect the beast stepping in, thus lost all the glee: when last did I cry.

( Saalim Maqbool )

The processions, the funerals, restrictions and the curfew: all of it together.

God, now have some mercy, are we so guilty? when last did I cry.

( Malik Rafee )

Look at the dark sky at night, look in the eye that lost its sight.

The pain is far too much, but more is the desire to be free; when last did I cry?

( Haiqa Fayaz )

If there is paradise on earth. It is not here, It is not here, It is not here.

Not where people die, die effortlessly: when last did I cry.

( Younis Mushtaq )

Nature cries,screams, "Where is Kashmir, the Jannat-e-Benazir?"

And my oppressor, how heartless is he: when last did I cry.

( Aliza )

Mothers sing lullabies for the sons lost and buried.

Kids lull to sleep their father’s corpse, under the Chinar tree: when last did I cry.

( Malik Rafee )

Far off from the Paradise craven I stand watching it spifflicated. Thousands of abominable thoughts you spill on me.

I promise my land I'll never fall debile for I have this ire in me: when last did i cry?

( Muneeb Aijaz )

With pellets, bullets, and the brutality; tatter they did humanity.

Caged in the prison of a curfewed tyranny, when last did I cry.

( G. Q. Parray )

Shattered they dare not dream of blooming buds in a heaven turned butchery.

where the voices raised are chopped down brutally: when last did I cry?

( Sabreen Parray )