Abandoned Life

Remembering the golden days of my past
Neither the seasons nor the days or nights ever last
Where once the cold waters and the harmony showers
Now turned red with the burning Kesar flowers
Once the mountains with white foam
Looks like the bunkers and the crying Dome
In my eyes kashmir did no wrong
I've loved it for so long
And after all is said and done
It is still my land

Once famous for the love and as Heaven
The politics made it a bone of contention
The crown of India with famous kangri and pashmina
Now has turned into Terrorist Madina
Glimpse eternity of Amarnath and Hazratbal
Now filled with Bombs,guns and Shells
In my eyes kashmir did no wrong
I've loved it for so long
And after all is said and done
It is still my land

Morning Prayers at Sankarachaya and kheer bhawani
Collating the ruins of Martand and many
The echoes of Sufi music and bubbling kehwa of Samovar
Turned into profane and a malevolent war
Apples, phirans ,almonds and saffron
Ignited the massacres, genocides and vandalism did happen
In my eyes kashmir did no wrong
I've loved it for so long
And after all is said and done
It is still my land

The frozen lake and the beautiful shikara's
Burning houses and deserted minara's
Road rash and splendid kashmiriyat
Now filled with Clashes ,rapes and no insaniyat
Time changes everything
But One truth always stays the same
In my eyes kashmir did no wrong
I've loved it for so long
And after all is said and done
It is still my land

I will remember Kashmir
And what fundamentalism put Kashmir through
And in this cruel and lonely world
I found one love and its only you
In my eyes kashmir did no wrong
I've loved it for so long
And after all is said and done
It is still my land



By Aditya dogra
It's not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me.