Mirza

4th August 2009

Tears ran down I was smashed, crushed and worried

God notify I am from Pakistan or India's Kashmir

Set an alarm to wake me up

Haha rifle sounds are good enough

Live as if you are going to die tomorrow

We are living with gifted sorrow

Sahid asked mom can I go out to play

Mom - (Sarcastically) wear a bulletproof jacket, learn shooting to live and stay

I sat at the grave of my courageous brave dad

For "One country one rule" he was mad

Your soul is still alive I believe

Until Parliament, with one TIRANGA it will not eve

It's really hard to write and cry

After complete independence, I will write bye-bye..........

5th August 2019

I woke up by listening to a patriotic song

Dumhal(dance) and hugs all long

Soldiers were dancing like a bride

Huh it must be a matter of pride

I asked what's the matter

370/35 A shattered

I silently sat near dad grave

NAYA BHARAT KA KASHMIR felt the cold waves

15th August 2019, Thursday

Drizzle rain that day

Moisturised the mud and clay

Really 15 AUG was the great auspicious day

Ours is the land of sages

Known for bravery from ages

None can now compete

This unity no one can beat

All 900 people from one place

Gathered but not because of a death case

TIRANGA

Our country day shouted all crowd

My dad must have heard it was so loud

VANDE MATARAM Sung with watering eyes

All held hands ready to rise

My mom said Sahid go to play

WORK HARD BE STURDY"WHAT A ROBUST SOLDIERS COUNTRY SHOULD SAY"

JAI EK BHARAT

JAI NAYA BHARAT

BHARAT MATA KI JAI