“In Memory of Gowher”

I heard a cry

a cry of my heart

one more squeeze

one more blow

one more stab 

received by my heart

I heard a cry

a cry of my heart

one more beat, 

one more emotion

stolen from my heart

I heard a cry

a cry of my heart

plucked with pain

yet to blossom

one more flower 

from my bruised heart

I heard a cry

A cry of my heart

It is all tears now

It is all pain

I heard a cry

A cry of my Kashmir

I lost my “Gowher” 

to this Criminal Spree.

My advice to my brothers and myself today when we are back in cage for them to celebrate

"what people say and write represent reflection of their thought

and the way they act reflect their faith and belief,

and when there words and acts reflect each other they are true people "

And we need them for...

"Azaadi"

Tariq