Love

Immersion of love in the heart wets your eyes
Your walls of heart break down in the joy of freedom
You yearn to embrace the soul with yours
Differences vanish within the hands, that join together

It plugs the cracks inherited from the pain
It gives you depth to search from within
Love becomes the reason to seek life from God
A source of peace for the ones where love resides

It could be the love of mother to her son
Between the friends living together all along
Between the man and her wife
Between anyone bound by the promises
But love for God is above all
Love for Him is a feeling where your indentity dwells
A freedom, A strength
A hope, A truth
Love for God is the real life

Spring without Smile

Spring in my Valley has remains of winter
Some days the sun shines, some days the rain plays the roof
These times have stole the smile of spring
These times have slaughtered the hope of summer
But hope will make a way like water does
I hope so
Till then,
I, fire and the memories will be sitting in the garden

Is Not Destiny Ahead?

Is not the destiny ahead?
Then stop and ease for a while
Nothing is lost, no hope had died
Still the dreams are alive
Pain is like a season and will pass too
Imagine the sun and rain, both are winsome

Why should not I tell you about the snow in my Land?
White and pure
My hands shiver in the cold, but my eyes dazzle with brightness
The struggle of my land had taught me love
Like a lesson written in the book
It is true that Kashmir is beautiful
But our tears are more
They hide and express every emotion
They reflect in our smiles like the images on the mirror
We have learnt to live with them as a blessing
As the pious souls shed them remembering Allah
A mother in the memory of her martyred son
They flow from the eyes of the father, sister and friend too
Carrying the burden of our sufferings
And address them to Allah
Making our tounges to utter the same line
Is not destiny ahead?
Peace is yet to come

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

Revolution

Revolution says
Just a moment away
But you have to fight
For thousands of days

It is born in the hearts
Single voice, from where it starts
Sacrifice of days and blood
To turns slogans into flood

Some lives to see
Some dies before, with the hope
Revolution test the emotions
Revolution teaches patience

Pain and passion, love and hate
It gives life to the dead words
Martyrs and tears, beheld in souls
It destroys, it creates

Evil falls, good wins
It rules over the millions of hearts
Revolution takes the birth
Amongst the men of truth
The pages bear witness
Revolution creates greatness and greats

KASHMIR WILL REMAIN OURS

You may have conquered our lands
But not the skies
we have learned to fly
Because we see falcons in the dreams

You could cut our tongues
But we will write with our blood
Our morale is bigger than your tyranny
You kill, and we are proud to die

See our eyes, you will see your fall
When we see yours, we see our rise
We both will remain the character in the book of Kashmir
Alas! You will be read as the antonym of humanity

The apple orchads will remain ours
The Dal and Wular lake will remain ours
The struggle will remain ours
Our Kashmir will remain ours

I Wish to Revisit…#Kashmir

I wish that one day
Sitting in the garden, looking at the ripened apples
I could also revisit these days
In the left memories
A tale inside worth to tell
How we lived in the Caged Kashmir?
When homes were made prisons
and the freedom of children was snatched
We all stood looking at each other’s faces
Witnessing the pain, grief, and anguish
In a moment of time
All became the same
Victims of destroyed identify
A prison worth seeing
The stories worth listening
All had a painful ending
Loss and loss only
The apple season became seasonless
As they appeared pale to the red-blooded eyes
Devoid of sleep
Devoid of dreams
Filled with unseen tears
O God, that fear!
What would happen in the days to come?
Would our existence cease to exist?
What would happen to our race?
What would happen to our homes and land?
Questions left for the destiny to answer
And we were left waiting for the freedom
Our rights became sole of the shoes
Humanity became the graveyard for deads
But we rose, we fought
We cried, we suffered
We lived, we died
We struggled all those days
In hope of rays of sunshine
Hope to prove that truths live the ages
Lies die with its creators

I wish that one day
Sitting in the garden, looking at the ripened apples
I could also revisit these days 


Dawn of Peaceful Kashmir

I want to embrace the petals of rose with my blood
As the thorns of separation penetrate deep in my firger tips
Tears and tears only! Where could I hide my pain?
You fell before my eyes and I saw you falling
What more can I say? A deep silence has covered me like the winter snow

O, the loved ones of Kashmir!
You left the depths in us when you entered the graves
Who will fill them? Only tears fall and get lost in them
I want to embrace myself with your blood
But you stand so far! Unreachable to me

Left are our ailing heart and crying souls
Left in us is a hope to meet you after this world
Left in us are prayers to heal the wounded gardens
Our Apple orchads are grieved by looking at faces taking care of them
Only graveyard are peaceful where you are resting
As our homes are cages and our streets are battlegrounds
Weapons and weapons only! In this reign of suppression

Deadly silence has overtaken our senses
Pain is ashamed before us to cause more of it
We now stand in a hope for the dawn to come
Dawn of peaceful Kashmir



A HOPE… #Kashmir

A hope
that beautiful days await
At every evening, I would be in the garden
looking at the setting sun
listening to the call for prayer
waiting to bow down with the righteous ones

the war would be over
violence would end
no more homes would be raised down
no more young blood would flow
freedom would be ours
harmony would prevail
paper boats from little hands
would sail without fear
no more tears
no more screams
no more pain

A mother would not be afraid
for her son
not to return back
days would be peaceful
nights soulful
coffins would remain resting

sounds of laughter
feeling of togetherness
warmth of love
would return
rule of law
without flaw
would hold

smiles on lips would be glowing
winds would be blowing
Singing the freedom songs of martyrs
paradise would return
to the long-forgotten valley
with the mercy of Allah

they can kill me
but not my hope

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