When will end
I admire
The people facing fire
Undergoing pain and agony
When will end their journey?
I lose concentration
And break the nib of pen
I can't write song of celebration
When people live under suppression
Their voice has lost relevance
Peace has no chance
They lived happily once
Now life has turned into farce
What about their future?
Who shall ensure?
The future generation
For their beloved nation
Let more people die
But never leave the try
Not on the line of terrorists
But on the theory of freedom fighters
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Let more people die But never leave the try Not on the line of terrorists But on the theory of freedom fighters