The spring of blossoms colored with blood
the dignity of land divided with stubborn
Funerals represent Pentimento.
The Kashmir is the outlet of bigotry
etymology shattered with the wrong spade
the screams rushed into the ground.
Chaadars are wages for breaths (chaadars = Covering cloth for a woman)
alarming flames turned into ashes
Where sons are standing on Pul-Siraat. (A bridge thinner than a hair)
no father, no brother, no husband
There is nobody capable to protect you
Testimony of land is asphyxiated.
Kashmir is like a child
crying in backbone fever
Nobody dares to put his heart on fire.
Exhausted in fighting
alone,
eyes are awaiting… Extinguishing!
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