"Kashmir Solidarity Day":

This blog is gonna totally about poetry regarding Kashmir Solidarity Day. Hope you guys enjoy this blog😄

I just wanna say that the people of Kashmir also deserves the same happiness and peace just like all the other people all over the globe need this.

So, here we go

Poetry:

This is a poem that is sent by a brother  from Kashmir:

"They will come for me, to get me, one day.

They will pull the trigger, to kill me, one day.

They will ask me to say, "I am a Terrorist", one day.

They will claim that, they got their man, one day.

I will tell em , I am  a Muslim, I will defeat you one day.

To the ones who lost there beloved people in this scenario: 

"Labhair liom, a shearc

abair liom go bhfuil tu ann

abair nach scail ata ionat

labhair liom, a chuid

dearbhaigh dom go bhfuil tu ann"

 

Translation:

"Speak to me, beloved

say You are there 

say You are not a shadow 

beloved, speak to me

and tell me You are there" 

A temple in Srinagar:

"A temple in Srinagar

raised to ruins,

only pillars stand

like his pale face.

in my memory

I must come back to

the autumn trees

to write on chinars our

forgotten history;

on the graves of my friends,

whose coffins

I shouldered,

I must return to write to poetry." 

 

A Stranger:

A stranger love for the people of  Kashmir:

"There is a love I reminisce,

like a seed

I have never sown.

Of lips that I am yet to kiss,

and eyes not to meet

my own.

Hands that wrap around my wrists,

and arms

that feel like home.

I wonder how it is I miss

these things

I have never known." 

 

 I will Return:

" I will return to you 

when mourners leave 

 the graveyard.

 when children will make 

snowman in our backyard,

when your blood smeared

shawl is cleaned

by the rains,

when the prisoners will be

freed from the chains" 

Confession: 

 

"This is my confession.

As dark as I am,

I will always

find enough light

to adore you to pieces,

with all of my pieces." 

 

The Keeper:

"You were like a dream

         I wish I hadn't slept through 

                             within I fell deeper

                             Than your heart would care to let you 

                    I thought you were a keeper

                    I wish I could have kept you."

After You:

                  "If I wrote it in a book

                       Could I shelve it?

                 If I wrote of what you took

                      Will that help it?

                If I will it,

                    Can I unfeel it 

                    Now I've felt it?"

Arts and Books:

            "Without a Doubt,

                         I must read

                         All the books

                         I've read about

          See the artworks

                 hung on hooks,

                 that I have only

                 Seen in books."

At the End!:

 "In the end only three things matter:

How much you loved,

How gently you lived,

And how gracefully 

you let go of things

you meant for you."

-Buddha-