The Poem: Kashmir

They wrap themselves in the cloak of humanity, the priests of brutality.

And when justice will be served they will have nowhere to flee: when last did I cry.

( Suhail Ahmad )

Eid is upon us, will this all be forgotten?

Those Ishmaels that we lost to eternity: when last did I cry.

( Waseem Ahad )

A lost lover, a forgotten warrior and the blood laden memory lane.

They robbed this land of everything, even last shred of serenity: when last did I cry.

( Jigar Majid Bhat )

Blood painted streets, these playgrounds without children,

The almond blossoms are here, but now none is there to see: when last did I cry.

( Khanfuraat )

The red Jehlum that flows, Zabarwan echoing screams and wails.

Why they call us Kashmir, one day you will also see: when last did I cry.

( Insha Gulzar )

Are they blind like us, or they don't want to see.

They hurt our women and children, where is humanity? When last did I cry.

( Malik Rafee )

The eerie silence of a curfewed street is broken by a scream. Two more blinded eyes and one more broken dream.

Sun sets with the colour of your blood. As I stare at its crimson hues,I myself whisper to me, "When last did I cry?"

( Shahana Gani Wani )

The wave of anger shakes me into a stubborn quandary; as if hands of death quiver me

Did I let it pass for my shaky legs, my silenced gaze or my lopsided heart;ask me, "When last did I cry?".

( Naseer Aafaq )

As the coward aimed the bullet onto her son, she felt in her heart an ache of loosing loved one.

As the brave hearts brought him home,broken hearts sang a lullaby: when last did I cry.

( Nishat Shaikh Qadriyyah )

Ask my apple blossoms that smell of gun powder, or my blood filled rivulets that no longer murmur.

Ask the pain growing in my walnut tree or iris in the graveyard, waiting for me: when last did I cry?

( Abbas Zaffar )