kashmir why never not its own,
always lost and always thrown
never ever can taste the purity,
which freedom has in its security
will ever kashmir live freely
will you pray for its beauty
friends pray for my land
as it can be your land,
receiving same the pain as we.
but never ever let your unity be dust,
as our's has been and what we have seen,
may never be seen by your ever lived dreams
may God bless it with peace,
and never be like this siezed.
.............sohail sayeed bukhari
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