Have you ever felt like Kashmir?
Burdened by the feeling of paradise,
while you’re just torn from places?
Has your Jhelum like soul ever felt
It will one day be under curfew
And you will not know if you’d
want to long for death or for another breath.
Does your body feel like a Chinar tree?
Ignored normally, but on losing leaves
that beautify their streets it becomes desired
as probably and hopefully, you too would be on leaving your body.
Like red apples which are left to rot in dungeon godowns.
Burdened by the feeling of paradise,
while you’re just torn from places?
Has your Jhelum like soul ever felt
It will one day be under curfew
And you will not know if you’d
want to long for death or for another breath.
Does your body feel like a Chinar tree?
Ignored normally, but on losing leaves
that beautify their streets it becomes desired
as probably and hopefully, you too would be on leaving your body.
Like red apples which are left to rot in dungeon godowns.
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