CHINAR TREE
Chinar tree, mighty and resolute,
Deep rooted; strong and tall
Its cool shade beats all,
In scorchy summer days
Even with a meak breeze,
Its branches gently sway
Fights bravely the fiercest storms,
Stands upright; shames to fall
When brown and rotten from inside,
Shelters in its cave friends and foes
Kashmiris are like chinar trees
Loving, never loosing cool
Unbending and yielding not
To the fierest oppressors
Until the fifth August, I didn't know
If I could resist the mighty wind
But, now, I've found, to my pride
I am, surely, the Chinar tree,
I'm stronger than I ever knew.
Mykoul
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