The Poem: Kashmir

A desperate cry screeches in a corner far from ears;Addressing bodies soaked in blood and heart full of fears.

The Bulbul that was singing in the lap of mountains is now burried silently:When last did I cry.

( Miran Gulzar )

In the dark I heard a cry, "O dear Aasiya how did you die?"

The waters were shallow, not a devil sea, when last did i cry.

( Ramz e yousuf )

When birds are doomed to fly and the children blinded to see.

When streams of crimson flows and the world fails to see. When last did I cry.

( Rakshanda Bhat )

Eids passed, yet our moons are under siege; caged, killed and maimed.

Our children sighting the last moon are now blinded to see: when last did I cry.

( Malik Rafee )

Tears are now a distant memory; eyes remember nothing of them now.

Befriended they have blood instead, that flood the streets empty: when last did I cry.

( Aatina Malik )

This holy paradise, full of nature's bounty,

is now a burning abyss, a place ungodly- when last did I cry?

( Priya Yelpale )

"Peace for Kashmir", my Ears long for the words.

The borders vapourise into a beautiful scenery, my eyes yearn to see: When last did I cry?

( Sarthak Arya )

In the mass grave of your conscience, lie our bodies; blinded, bullet-ridden, buried in prison. These guns of yours, and stony hearts,

an integral part of your inhumanity. These precious stones in our hands, scripting our struggle for sovereignty. When last did I cry.

( Nitasha Kaul )

With each blinding and with each killing, they were the ones at loss,

Little did they know they gave up their souls, that were black already: when last did I cry?

( Haseeb Sofi )

Those rivers of tear are dry now, they left a ravine down the tender cheeks.

The heartbeats resounding gunshots, beating relentlessly: when last did I cry?

( Jyothi Jayaprakash )