Voice From Kashmir Poem by Tahir Ibn Manzoor

I could feel the pain of a father in his blood,
I could feel the sacrifice of a mother in his blood,

I could feel the love for his sister in his blood,
I could feel his unconditional love for his family in his blood,

I could feel the pangs of separation and sacredness in his blood,
I could smell the painful stories of others in his blood,

I could feel the loneliness at times in his blood,
I could see him as the martyr in his blood,

I could see the angels; waiting for him in Paradise, in his blood,
I saw him irrigating the land of Kashmir with his own blood.

[The author is a student of Convergent Journalism at Central University of Kashmir. He tweets at @TahirIbnManzoor