Syed Mujtaba
Kashmir
“`Within the 4 walls of room, limited boundaries , Facing through the cages of Soul, time and mind.
Since 4th August, My heart started the language that is only known to me, Not spoken, but not mine.
day in and out, I was trying to talk, to walk, as the roads before me were fading.
The Govt. Siege and people’s Hartal shifted YOU and ME to the unknown souls, Que were so caring .
Feeling the music of our love is going to be buried so deep, because communication’s were shutdown so complete .
Again i tried to walk as the time was freezing our shadow , in me roots of trust were so deep.
Where the streets were being marched by troops , days and nights were no meaning to me.
MY heart was sad, as the emotions were in depression , even the barbed wires also wounded me.
I tried to find you on streets , but the weight on the roads was muscle , and my heart as a “Growing May”
Storm’s raging in my heart, as coping mechanism , started to see your photos , Dozen times in a day.
This turmoil brought me this far but my shadows gave me strength , in my shadows , it look You.
Finally, i deem the meaning of love in conflict is different , and how difficult to live without you.
(Author is regularly writing columns for the edit page of “Kashmir Horizon”. Views are his own)
