In the vale of shadows, where mountains stand tall,
A tale of sorrow echoes, a haunting call.
Kashmir, the land of dreams and despair,
Solidarity binds us, a burden we share.
On this day of unity, hearts beat as one,
We weep for Kashmir, for all that is undone.
Our eyes mirror rivers, flowing with pain,
A symphony of tears, like endless rain.
Mountains witness the agony, the silent cries,
As Kashmir yearns for peace under sorrowful skies.
A tapestry is woven with threads of strife,
A canvas painted with the hues of life.
In the orchards of longing, dreams lie untold,
Amidst the echoes of stories of young and old.
We cry for the mothers who weep in the night,
For children who play in the soft moonlight.
Oh, solidarity day, a sombre occasion,
Where hearts echo the Kashmiri equation.
A plea for justice, a call for peace,
As time's hands in Kashmir slowly cease.
May the compassion reign like a gentle dove,
May the prayers for Kashmir be heard from above.
In the tapestry of pain, let hope find its way,
For Kashmir, our tears speak on this solemn day.
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