See you what? My face! But I lie deep in myself Where you need to see through my eyes Unfolding the secrets behind every emotion
No one hands one’s key of heart Untill not seeing his place in you Embrace the soul with your soul Afterall the body is the dirt of the earth
Your eyes see the world before them Unseen in the seen is the real thing Don’t take the smile a sign of happiness Some smiles also emerges from sad hearts
Again I ask! See you what? See the self, see who you are Open the doors of world inside To see the what really exist outside
I can’t complain to my eyes they have the right to stay awake in the memories of the ones whom they have seen all there life I can understand why they don’t want to sleep How could they? when my aching heart longs for the one voice of my loved ones I know my eyes keep wondering that how it feels when the eyes of my fellow people are blinded So, how could they sleep in this melancholy
I wonder at this strange relationship of heart and eyes when one pain other shed tears when one sees beauty other rejoices But what could I say about mine It has just taken away the sleep of my eyes But I can’t complain I can’t Because How my people are living under seige have seized me my heart and my eyes So, why should I complain my eyes?
I was in pursuit of one night to sleep in the fathomless silence in me and around me Absorbing all the pain and agony of every living person in my Valley and taking all their despair with me in my dreams where I could bury it for a moment I wondered how that would feel like to bury the pain of a mother living in the memories of his lost son to bury the pain of a father living in a hope that justice will be served to bury the pain of a friend whose friend fell to bullets just next to him to bury the pain of millions of hearts who lost their loved ones I wondered how much I had to dig deep to bury the infinite stories of despair
I fell down to my knees out of my helplessness and became uncouncious and when I woke up I saw a crystal clear river where I saw beautiful young man in the boats I asked them who they were why this river was glittering like gold? they greeted me with a beautiful voice and told me “We are the sons of that Valley and these are the tears of our mothers we are guarding them till the day of judgement when each drop of tear would stand witness against those tyrants who martyred us because we stood before their injustice we know why are you here? in pursuit to bury the despair give that to us we will keep it as we have nothing of your world Atleast in this, we could see the reflection of our loved ones God will keep multiplying it till the day of resurrection and will replace with blessings and mercy to them when you will go back Give our message to the ones struggling “Never loose hope and faith as God has sowed us in your soil for the glory to come”
just walk some distance as you still have to meet some other persons”
I walked where they told me to go I saw persons with the most beautiful eyes they were like the lightening in the sky and the world in front of them was as beautiful as those eyes I stood lost in them I asked them about this beauty they told me “These are the eyes of the ones who have lost their sight due to pellets showered on them We are preserving them till the day of judgement and we have been kept blind to see anything from them for their seeing will be unfolded only to those blinds living in that valley Give a message to them from us “soon the gloom will end and for them the beautiful worlds are waiting”
Suddenly I opened my eyes and my beard was drenched in tears I opened the window of my room and saw a beautiful sunlight waiting to depart the night I was in pursuit had just begun but the weight of despair in me had already been lightened
