I might look happy- Sigh of Kashmir

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This is a guest post from Rahat Farooqi

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I might look happy though
But,
In front of my eyes are the walls of slavery.
I might look happy though
But,
Inside my every story there is a pool of blood.
I might look happy though
But,
Inside my soul there are memories of martyrs.
I might look happy though
But,
Inside my single smile there is a sigh of broken promises.
I might look happy though
But,
Inside my every nerve there is a widow shedding her tears.
I might look happy though
But,
Inside the darkness there are women being rapped by saviors.
I might look happy though
But,
The rise of the dawn starts with the wounds of torture.
I might look happy though
But,
The sun sets with the horror of another death.
I might look happy though
But,
The Freedom of life is being caged by the brokers of humanity.

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As I Go…. By Rahat Farooqi

Some people will remember me after my death
they will try to find me, and end up crying.

Every night they would weep uttering my name
they would be insomnious and keep turning in the bed.

They would came to meet me again
they would come to have a glimpse of me again.

They would wish I could pester them once more
their wish would be fulfilled no more.

Tears would always be on their eye lashes
the sadness would be packed in their words.

A sigh would always be on their lips
their faces would be covered by ambiguous smiles.

They would try to search for me
but alas! “Rahat” would be found no where.

 

:- Written and submitted by RAHAT FAROOQI