From the mountain caves of one
disconnected world
they march forward, in groups
as framed up companions
to safeguard honour
of the not so honourable
fanatics...
from the valley of river sindhu
they creep in with sting arrows,
in pitch dark masks
aim explosives at well lit dawns...
bring death bells, coffins
and white lillies...
Kashmir a tear drop...Paradise?? (Lost) on Earth....
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