IntifadaKashmir|Stand For Kashmir, Stand For Humanity

The Human Lens

PalestineKashmir

My heart quivers like a wounded sparrow,
as I utter your three-syllabic name
under my native breath

In cold winter nights,
when my sanctuary was invaded,
your cities, burning, ascended to heavens

Your lush olives and dreams when torn asunder,
our apple orchards and maples—captive,
howled too

Beyond fortified towers of meaning,
an unintelligible stutter of longing
made borders porous,

Palestine, Kashmir
KashmirPalestine
PalesKashTineMir—

monozygotic twins of our
mother freedom,
rocking us in history’s cradle

As a four-year-old,
I learnt to sing you like a rhyme
in unison with my country’s name

My mother treasured your olives
a keepsake of the Blessed Land—
a relic I never touched.

How does one count yearning?
Decades, epochs,
eons?

What traverses when an hour passes,
or a minute-hand moves?
Metrology is laughable

but memory isn’t:
like of a child’s shoe, her only trace
found under the rubble of her bombed home

Weaving…

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