16 years of fears,
16 years of tears,
16 years of crying,
16 years of dying,
16 years full of introgration,
16 years only search operation,
16 years cry for freedom,
16 years of matyrdom.
This poem is about 16 years of turmoil in my native place Kashmir.
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3 comments:
Nice poem
Really nice to find some one from Kashmir
do be in touch....
Nice poem
Really nice to find some one from Kashmir
do be in touch....
Nice poem
Really nice to find some one from Kashmir
do be in touch....
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