To portray thine demise, must have the terms and the line
by S I Mehfooze
None have I, nor have valor, the worth, that may turbine
The strength thou showed to heal distant prongs each tine
Same thing big people beg, in every mosque in each shrine.
My Kashmir unlucky for to get thee blessings so much little
All beg thou, come more thee like stars to light up all tittle
Every broken heart, destroyed mind, mankind and each soul
And get freedom for all of us and for the heaven as a whole
Lo! Thou are a blessing and thy virtues so beautiful they are
Thine teachings for oneness never went to defend any war
Lo! Heart mine, dead decayed & eager to get a call of thine
Aye! Thou went shining today silent and glittering to the bus
Of martyrs never who thought they are, if were, were for us.
In the back can't accumulate thine given happiness in a lake
As you passed away a way pledges a heaven for your sake,
Go, to thee, these verses, with some gears, with some tears,
The heed you feed no one feed since the white cloth you wore,
Thou, virtues, idols, strongest, sore thee to the heaven core.
My Kashmir my heaven still not out of the torture and turmoil
My brothers still chopped for no reason and sisters still harassed
The chests yet being gunned and the graveyards getting incremented.
Parents still can't allow their stars go out to fell prey to embroil
The eyes still eager to see single day without torture and turmoil
This is my land my heaven, an area of reddish and non living soil
Asalaamualikum martyrs thou made our head go up to the skies
Thou made us proud for what thee did, and for freedom we relies
Jinnah is thine way everybody say every dark night and bright day
Salam & wishes to thee life in Jinnah come and join thou thee say.