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ڈرنا اور ماںگناخدا سے تھا لیکن ہم ڈرتے بھی لوگوں سے ماںگتے بھی ©R E V E N G E R firdous

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دنیا اس دنیا میں انسان کو پہچانابہت مشکل ہیں اور جس نےیہ پوری دنیا بنائی اسکو پہچانا آسان ©R E V E N G E R #Valley firdous

دنیا اس دنیا میں انسان کو پہچانابہت مشکل ہیں اور جس نےیہ پوری دنیا بنائی اسکو پہچانا آسان ©R E V E N G E R #Valley firdous

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the streets, filled with impenetrable smoke, Kashmir is burning again, so are tyres, rubber, and logs. The houses are burning. Fire runs in waves. The air, heavy with soot, murmurs death overhead. The lost children of the sad country sprint in alleyways with black balloons. The lost children of the sad country count shadows on the sun. In the afternoons they sleep to the rain’s lalluby. The food is scant. There is no milk. The grain of life shapes itself into a stone we bring home for a familial ceremony. Each evening on the dinner tables we prepare for our little wars we will fight in the morning.” poem on Kashmir

the streets, filled with impenetrable smoke, Kashmir is burning again, so are tyres, rubber, and logs. The houses are burning. Fire runs in waves. The air, heavy with soot, murmurs death overhead. The lost children of the sad country sprint in alleyways with black balloons. The lost children of the sad country count shadows on the sun. In the afternoons they sleep to the rain’s lalluby. The food is scant. There is no milk. The grain of life shapes itself into a stone we bring home for a familial ceremony. Each evening on the dinner tables we prepare for our little wars we will fight in the morning.” poem on Kashmir