Kashmir: A Place Where Massacre Is a Routine

I am A Kashmiri;
I have Witnessed Many Things,
I Was Plundered;
In My Own Rings;

I Was Casted As A Traitor,

I Was Scolded In A Unique way, Engr.
ASAD SAEED
I Was Left Red Painted, Electrical Engineer
At My Own Bay, EELECT/93198
asadsaeed886@gmail.com
Trough I Was unarmed,
Still Bullets Were fired Upon Me,
Blood Was Flowing All Over,
Yet They Could Not Mold Me,

I Was Left stranded In Dark,

With That Spilled Red Rain,
But I Am A Kashmiri,
I Kept Wiping My Lane,

I Kept It Very Clean,

By Sacrificing My Own,
Many A Times;
I Was Made To listen To Some Wired Tone

As The Tone Ended,

Humans Were Scattered Dead,
Some One Fired In Their Eyes,
Some Were Longing For Their Head,

I Face Cruelty,
I Tolerated Many Pains,
I Was Tortured Harshly,
My Eyes Showered Red Rains

But I Never Gave Up,

I Never Backtracked,
I kept Fighting,
Havoc: I Have Wrecked

And Trust Me,

I Will keep On With My Fight,
I Will Face Anything,
Till I Snatch my Own Right!