An Ode to Child of Kashmir

Innocent Kid of Kashmir

You are My Love
My Flower my Destiny
I held your tiny hands....
to take you to lands of Saffron and Apples
I wanted you to row boats in lakes
My desire for you was to grow old 
have knowledge and wisdom
Learn to Love and Respect
I prayed Peace for you and all kids of your age
We have wrinkles over our foreheads asking 
for Freedom 
Peace and Humanity
that 
We never could enjoy ....!!
within Indian Occupied Kashmir
My Grandson....
Today I am sitting beside your mortal body
with wholes of pallet guns all over your 
Little Body
but
Indian Forces didn't think of you
As a child of their own
An Innocent Soul who had to learn to live
and let live
But you are going to be burred
My child...
with a Dignity of a Martyr
and will be receive in Heaven 
with Garlands and Birds Chirping Around,,,
I will tell your story to whole World
There ar lots of Kids who will listen 
If no the so called adults 
Human Rights Vocalists...!!