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*This article is an honorary entry for Kashmir Solidarity Day Competition* As my body lay on the battlefield,  stiff, Drained,   in agony, growing colder and  colder ;   My heart lies in my homeland, finally free,   Dancing with children, celebrating victory,   As the clouds above me grow darker and bleak,   Roaring like a hurt beast, weeping for the lost,   The ones above my valley give way to the Sun,   Spreading light in alleys that have long forgotten it.   As my threads are being severed,  untied from this world,   As my soul is pulling away, departing to a better place,   I feel anxious, frightened, but not sorrowful,   No, for the God who promised to be kind,   Won’t leave me when I did not leave his people behind,   That is my belief, the one on which I fought with my li fe.   As my rusted gun sinks  in a silent slumber ,   Never to be awaken from this peaceful dream ;   T

Why do you want freedom? is a question to me you always ask. Will my words be enough to justify, the massacre and pain, I may mask? Azadi, yes we haven't made it yet. We're struck in moonless night, with no bulb or light. From that scarry evil fright, the boat will lead us to one cosmic bright, and we'll sing symphony of freedom, this w'd be our rower our anthem. The river will flow with us, the river is nothing, but our youth's blood. We being crushed on both sides, orange leads the genocide, green lost in its fancy pride, yes what we want is freedom, this w'd be our ballad our anthem, from the cluches of a corrupt cast. Is it too much to ask? Where the dogmatic goones murder democracy, where people are caged without mercy, we might be kept in the dungeon, beaten, harassed or damaged, in war, bloody bath, men dead, women helplessly caged, brutally raped, of all the ages, chained, wired, our doors, our lan

            SYMPHONY OF  FREEDOM                *This article is an honorary entry for Kashmir Solidarity Day Competition*     Hide my broken wooden soldier,   Hide my soccer ball too,   Hide the jigsaw puzzle pieces,   Hide my half burnt  shoes.       The scattered pieces of a bomb,   That destroyed my world in an instant,   Hide my teddy bear under the bed,   Where the monsters watch from a distance,       You search for childhood in my eyes,   You want them to have a million lights,   How can you see anything but fire,    In eyes which lost everything in one night,       Hiding amongst the clouds up high,   There lies my innocence in the sky,   Lost and drowned in  darkness,   Buried under piles of lies.       Hide the tears that have run dry,   Hide the heart that they turned to stone,   Hide the flames that my soul holds,   Hide the hatred buried in my bones.