The Valley Of Kashmir Poem by Akhtar Jawad
The Valley Of Kashmir
She asked the teller to tell a tale
she has never heard earlier.
She asked an artist to make a portrait
she has never seen earlier.
She asked the poet to write a poem
she has never read earlier.
They all replied
love me as you didn't love earlier.
She said I am a valley of high mountains
you listen to an echo when you loudly speak
but the world is in the age of a deadly winter
the echoes may break the glaciers
and everything may come to an end.
So will you please be silent,
just exchanging smiles
and waiting for the springs to blossom the flowers.
When the glaciers will slowly melt
and rivers will be full of water.
The writer smiled and said firmly determined
I can imagine that lovely spring
and write a love story.
The artist was excited and said,
I can see it
and I shall paint this valley of flowers.
The poet with a cold deep sigh exclaimed
I see red flowers in this valley
but where is the fragrance of roses
instead I smell blood,only blood!
The valley burst out into tears
The echo of her cries broke the glaciers
and there was blood only blood!
The valley burst out into tears The echo of her cries broke the glaciers -'The Valley of Kashmir' is a fabulous poem. Enjoyed the wonderful poetic expression..10
The echo of her cries broke the glaciers And there was only blood only blood.We have long ago killed and still killing the art and artist from the valley.Nicely crafted poem.Thanks for sharing.
The poet with a cold deep sigh exclaimed I see red flowers in this valley but where is the fragrance of roses instead I smell blood, only blood! The valley burst out into tears The echo of her cries broke the glaciers and there was blood only blood! - - - - - - - - -So poignantly depicted the pains and cries of Kashmir valley.
Yes, Kashmir the valley of flowers.. of red tulips- has now become a valley of blood! So sad! Great poem Akhtarji!
The way of presentation is fantastic. The beginning is haunting where as concluding is gloomy. Let me quote... She asked the teller to tell a tale she has never heard earlier ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! but where is the fragrance of roses instead I smell blood, only blood! The valley burst out into tears It is a heart touching poem on ' The Valley Of Kashmir ' Thank u sir.10
The poet with a cold deep sigh exclaimed I see red flowers in this valley but where is the fragrance of roses instead I smell blood, only blood! The valley burst out into tears The echo of her cries broke the glaciers and there was blood only blood! .......touching words...let us hope for peace....good thought, good work...thank you Akhtar....thanks for your kind comments too
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5/7/2024 12:28:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
blood. that is the most expensive fertilizer for hope...