THE WAR WITHIN

THE WEEPING HUMANITY

The imaginary blood soaked lines,
The demarcations of humanity into arenas unknown,
This ours and yours to make it just mine,
Drank for years the blood of the innocent hearts,
The young, the old, the toddler alike,
Lie bundled and buried together in the forgotten land,
Unknown, unrecognised, unwept since years,

Mother Nature gifted a unified Earth to humans evolved,
Through centuries of gradual and beautiful evolution,
Why Jinnahs, Nehrus, Musharrafs and Atals of all times,
Sealed imaginary borders with blood soaked,
Blood thirsty, blood gurgling shackles,

Summits and peace talks keep happening and failing,
The power hungry politicians befooling the masses,
With shattered hopes, lost trust and broken dreams,
The peace striving humanity peering through the breaches,

The rivers of sorrow rising higher and higher,
Drowning in its ever swelling waters,
The hopes, the dreams, the expectations,
The summits, the promises, the sighing humanity,

Why you are a Pakistani and I an Indian ?
Can't we just be "we" or "us",
A loving human race........,
So similar are the cultures, the traditions, the languages,
The clothes, the wedding songs and the death knells,
The milk of human kindness flows from the hearts alike,

Why are we torn apart?
What are we fighting for?

Your Allah loves me, my Bhagwan loves you,
I know they are just one and so do you ,
Why then are we trying to tear Him apart into different entities,

Let us love and spread His message of peace,
Let us tear apart the imaginary borders,
Let us scatter the redness of rose petals,
Let us not sprinkle the redness of human blood,
Let us rejoice at each others moments of happiness,
Let us shed tears and share each others sorrows and pains,
Let us wipe dry the rolling tears of weeping humanity,

Let there be no borders no army, no airforce,no navy,
Let there be just love and peace oozing out of prosperity,
Isn't love more pious than betrayal, treason and hatred,
Isn't peace more powerful than wars and destruction,

Kashmir, the beautiful land, we fight over it,
Did we ever ask Kashmir what it feels....?
Oh! its soul weeps ,its heart bleeds,
Oh! its rivers and mountains silently bemoan,
Its red snow shudders at the change of its colour,
Its withered flora and fauna gasp for that one peaceful breath,
Its sufies,saints,peers and fakirs, turn and tussle,
In anguish and unbearable pain in their long forgotten graves,

They cannot forget the tale of beauty, of glory ,of happiness,
A tale so loving and so caressing, of a land which was once,
Heaven on earth,
Where angels and fairies danced the heavenly dance with abandon,
Now there dances the Satan its Satanic dance of destruction,
Gone are the days of fun loving tourists,
Here come the predators, the blood hungry terrorists,

Kashmir prays....Oh! you destroyers of Nature and Humanity,
Don't tarnish my name, let me just be, just be.......

~Sonali S C~

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