Photo Courtesy : Javeed Dar
While I’m high with my life in pleasure craft
Roaming around fret free dreaming soft
While I stand on a safe bay
High with my essence like I can mend any way.
While I take a glance about my land
About my friends turning into sand
About my people and innate paradise
Burning with unsoiled soles under hoes and cries.
I close my eyes think about the mesmerizing times
About nifty moments with my friends drawing lines
About the pleasing vibes with my siblings
About the times when my people used to have wings.
Wings which would help fly anywhere
Meet their loved ones without a sharp wire
Wings which would let them glorify every sphere
Spheres with different religions but a common share.
I believe a time will come
When my people will smile with a raring sum
The smile will glorify all the sacrifice
And then fly free all the birds of our free paradise.
2015 Kashmir Despatch