The National Investigation Agency...
...seeks death panelty for Yasin;
What is his crime?
Is it to satisfy the collective conscience of the Hindutva State?
Is it to make some election gains in the next election?
An innocent child he was with a lily white heart!
Seeing the atrocities and injustice in his land...
...a red rose sprouted from his heart;
It grew bigger and wider with every passing day;
Every hour it is watered by young red hot blood;
Too red for the people who are mad for freedom;
The red rose has liquified!
It is running through the veins of Kashmir;
Giving red colour to roads, market squares, plains, and mountains;
The Brooks, streams, lakes, snowcaps - all have become crimson red;
But, in the world of blinds, the red rose grows...
...in the air of stillness and indifference...
...without any body around shedding a tear! ! !
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem