loved the homeland
played in the sand
a few steps were a mile ,
story books faithful silent companions
twinkling jewels friends at night
loved the constellations
woke up, rising loved the sunlight warm
loved the school learning farm
fell from the tricycle injured the knee
cried limped but rose to ride a bigger wheel
loved to drive
the jeeps no motorbikes though
CJ5, Willys Toyotas, Oh Dear-
time slipped, walls houses became smaller
workload increased so did the traffic
felt the strain and stress
revelation realization presence
of pain loss and fear, set in
blackouts sirens guns fired
shattered peace as conflict began
college did not stop, nation united
defeated the enemy, father at war front,
mother and I silently patiently held on
staying strong, praying
missed the homeland Kashmir
and now this land? Rise Above '
this is life, freedom' a blessing'
'pewasta reh shajar se umeed e bahar rakh'
Allama Iqbal's poetry inspired again
let go not the rope of Hope n Faith
'momin ho to be tegh bhi larrta hai sipahi'
a true believer can fight without weapons
I can only rise if I first kneel
my mission of life must be to heal
soothe comfort others in need
A Voice said
You can only rise if you stay low
be just and before the One Almighty, bow'.
3 comments:
"You can only rise if you stay low"...This is so true and lifts the heart. A beautiful poem. Thanks Anjum.
" I can only rise if I first kneel"....so true and wonderfully written!
Thank you friend Carrie
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