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Keep Your Trust in Him

Happiness is alive in you
Why then you keep killing yourself with prevailing sadness?
A tree has to bear the pain of winter
That too stripped of its leaves
But never it gives up on its fruits
When you walked your first step
For sure you were going to fall in the next one
But that was your rise to run miles in the life
You are the one who can reason
You are undeterred irrespective of the season
You have the voice, you have the vision
Allah has promised to suffice you with the provision

Why then worry?
Rise with the truth of your life, to overcome the fear of death
Bow down to your Creator when there is call for prayer
Be the one, successful by the words mentioned in Allah’s Book
Be the one to smile when in trouble by keeping your trust in Him

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We Have Our Hearts Open…#Kashmir

The graves are not only on the land
They are deep dug in our hearts
How can it be possible,
The fire will smother in us
Our shoulders have become strong
carrying martyrs of our land
Your reign is nothing
Just a hand full of sand
Soon the wind will blow you away
Scattered will you lie on the ground


Our weapon is our hope
Growing with every new day
Although you have caged us
But we are few steps away
Never will you be able to afraid us
Our hearts are firm in faith
The day is not far away
When you will stand humiliated for your crime
Don’t belittle our voice
We will tear your deaf drums
You are at war with us
But you will never win
You can come up with more weapons
We have our hearts open

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In Pursuit

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

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LIFE A CHAPTER OF REVOLUTION #KASHMIR

Proffer a harness to my voice

So that the winds could convey in that Valley

A message of mine to those bolted walls

Behind which lies broken hearts

 

After every dark night, a morning appears

This progression of tyranny will end

No matter if we are near or far

But not devoid of the mercy of God

 

Our destiny doesn’t lie in their lines

Even the paper floats unweighted in the air

This is the decree of the Lord of majesty and bounty

A test of our strength and passion

 

So do not belittle your heart

when your chest carries the name of Lord

A greeting to the purpose of the life

And a message from the truth of death

Stand even if your heads are cut down

If you bowed you will die a thousand deaths

 

Your spirit and soul is embedded with God’s word

The land is dying out of a thirst for your blood

Your life is now only a chapter of revolution

Your life is now only a chapter of revolution