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



Dear patriot- in the darkness of your room when you go to sleep.

Do you shudder, when you think of your national frenzy: when last did I cry.

( Javed Iqbal )


I could only find pain, as I riffled through its pages.

Don't cry when I am gone, when you read my diary: when last did I cry.

( Amiya Zaman )


I am the one who lost everything, all those things that I once could hold.

I am the one who has no name, no address; resting somewhere peacefully: when last did I cry.

( Ziema Mushtaq )


And a day will come when I will walk free, in the land of my own, full of beauty.

The justice will be done, and the entire world will see. When last did I cry ?

( Ahmad Waseem )


Justice is ever denied, voices are always choked, Silence for survival is key.

Those who robbed me of my tears, can I atleast sight for this all happens infront of me? When last did I cry?

( Kashoo Tawseef )


Tears from the eyes of a mother, the blood in the streets where once we played.

I seem to have forgotten, can someone remind me, when last did I cry?

( Arhaan )


My eyes have cried enough and I will cry even more.

Can you hold back your tears, if it was your baby? When last did I cry?

( Ziema Mushtaq )


Above us the sky is dark, rain tries to wash the stains of blood on streets, the lasting torment is passed on.

Around us are songs for our heroes, their blood like wine returning to land from whence it came, our history: when last did I cry.

( Ibrahim Bahati )


We are caged from inside, how on outside will we be free?

How many years behind these bars, when will they set this prisoner free? When last did I cry.

( Arhaan )


Hindu, muslim ; Shia, Sunni: Everyone sings for Azadi.

Maiming all the voices they trade them for theocracy: when last did I cry.

( Malik Rafee )






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