Monday, 30 March 2015

If Ever

If ever you talk to your soul
 It speaks of life and death
 And the tales of severance.
It speaks about you.
The uncanny you carry along.

If ever u get to listen to silence
It sings soothing chorus.
It speaks of the nature.
It speaks so beautifully.

If ever you watch tides
They rise and low
They come and go
How to love, they show.

If ever you listen to night
It whispers through twinkling stars
Through moon it smile on dark.

If ever you smell the breaking dawn
 It smells delicious.
It travels through dark pavements
so to bring the day.
It articulates through light.
Ahead of mountains it leaves the night.

If ever you snoop on a grave
It speaks horror
and the tale of unbridled slumber.
It speaks about the deeds and fallouts
It speaks about ail and aid.


And
If ever you pay attention to my Kashmir.
It'll speak to you through million tears.
Of whispering nights
and curfewed days.
Of her bruised bosom
and crimson lap.
Of her sunken eyes
and beloved people.
It'll sing you her agonizing lullabies,
And elegies for her martyrs.
It'll sing you the slogans of FREEDOM.

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