16 years

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.

WHY by Riyaz Ali

Why this only happen with me
And I always thought let it be,
Always thinking that good times will follow

But pains never leaves me,
It's God which always do
And I blame on my destiny,

Only thing I want to tell everyone
Never trust anyone,
You will be heart broken,
And don't tell me.


This poem was written during my school days. Poem was also published on bookspoetrycorner at NDTV India .