As I walk into the bare, frosted streets of Srinagar, the cold breeze is still making me feel warm, giving me a sense of belonging and making me comfortable,...
I stand before the vast ocean
that spans decades,
Basking in the warmth of the sun,
the winds blowing through my hair
Feet slipping deep into the grainy...
In Pal*****e, where olive groves run deep,
Resides a grove of resilience, secrets to keep.
Each tree, a silent storyteller of old,
Watches the dwellers' tales unfold.
Now...
See'th the smile they senth upon from ground,
When parent saw their child under rubble,
Thou, senth the curse from hell abouth,
A smile from heaven, seen...
Shrieks, screams, tears and cries
Once an epitome of harmony lies
Drenched in blood and tears
With no one to prompt a new sunrise.
The autumn has outwitted...