POEM
WRITTEN BY SHAHRUKH
Once upon a time, when mountain
Rivers were rippling with saccharine
Sounds even as if little children were
Reciting their pre-nursery verses:
But now same Rivers shed-tears silently
Soil is red,Rivers are red
Kashmiri's are node with clot filament,
Every color is replaced with red
Every soul is replaced with red.
There was a time indeed
you used to find regional people to be
Always friendly, express tenderness,
Looking attractive in their native dress:
But now people are viciously
oppressed, suppressed;
Education is diluted
People blandly shed tears over their
Slain children,
People Worry now of rapes,
intimidation,Torment nights,
Soliders burst into houses
Joining their massive refiles.
You used to encounter experiences
Which were so unmatched and
Entirely new:
Now peace and harmony within is
Replaced worthless terror
Whole Kashmir is collecting rain of
Tears;
Mother's are left, unuttered
Sometimes you see many missing,killed,
Injured
Custodial killings and killings at doors.
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