Paradise Lost

Paradise lost, we are aghast

Innocent people shot,

Lives changed so fast.

Thundering clouds of war,

Some near, some far

When clouds burst is not clear

But devastation remains our fear

Same heart, one soul

Divided by lines

And stories from centuries ago.

Even if we’re not one, why must we fight?

Why must innocent people lose their lives?

Grieving mothers, heartbroken wives,

Who are you to decide what’s wrong

And what’s right?

Sanvi

Gurugram

JOURNEY OF 15 YEARS…….A PROMISE OF LIFETIME

A Promise of pure & eternal love, We made 15 years ago (22 March 2010)

will keep till my last breath ,Whatever may come...... although

Together, forever under the same stars, moon & Sun

Beyond birth & death, Our heart will beat as One.

Your one Glimpse in dream, Oh! such a beautiful sight!<

Enough to guide my ways, through the dark of night.

Everybody…..everybody said, I am 'luckiest one' on earth to have you here

Now heaven is lucky to have you dear

Surely you would be celebrating life & Cutting Cakes!

Singing everybody's b'day song over there

Filling & Overflowingheaven's garden with love & laughter everywhere.

With you my life was fairytale,a mesmerising dream so deep

Dying in your arms would have been a beautiful sleep.

I Promise….Our Blazing soul will meet, in every birth,

through the journey of joy and tears

with hand in hand,will sing the songs of love

Connecting souls, that everytender heart desire to hear

Promise me……

You'll brighten the heaven Above with your love, aura & light

Here I'm, " with our family" Beneath your love

with wounded yet strong heart, ready to fight

Now neither the death nor any fear can touch me

You are the only "One'….my blazing eyes longing to see

It's journey infinite

To keep the promise divine

In everyBirth, in all forms,

you are destined to be mine… …

Are destined to be mine… ..

Mamta Sharma

In loving memory of soul partner

Virinder Dhotra

Plastic Patriots !

You scream for war from sheltered walls,

While real men die in duty calls.

No mud has kissed your pampered boots,

Yet you preach death in tailored suits.

You’ve never heard a brother’s cry,

Still cheer when strangers go to die.

You stroke your pride, demand the fight—

But sleep untouched through every night.

Not one you love has faced the gun,

Still you cry out, "Let’s show them run!"

Your valor’s built on tweets and smoke,

While soldiers choke on wars you poke.

You’re not a lion, just a leech,

Who loves the war, but hates the breach.

You play with blood like it’s a game—

But cowards burn in history’s flame.

Keyboard soldier, loud and brash,

Wants bodies burned for insta flash.

So sip your rage and shut your pride,

Real men bleed while you just type and hide.

Shiv Shakti Sunaina

University of Jammu

Phoenix, You Shall Rise!

You are a legacy that lives,

You have braved the hardest storms,

Like the Phoenix, you shall rise !

Grieve not if today isn't yours-

There is no refuge but God alone.

Like the Phoenix, you shall rise!

From your own ashes, you'll rebuild,

A dreamland for your posterity,

You are a living community,

Like the Phoenix, you shall rise!

Even in tempests, you have rekindled dying flames.

Have you forgotten '65'and '71'?

You stood tall with courage, not undone.

With patient hands, you healed your land,

A resilient people, proud you stand.

Rise, fear not- let hope remain,

From ashes lost, be whole again.

Rise, O brave hearts of Poonch, rise!

Let grief not chain you to the floor.

Rise again with hearts that heal.

Let wounds become the strength you feel.

Rise, O brave hearts of Poonch , rise!

Like the Phoenix, gather strength-

And beautify your world anew.

Dr Romina Rashid,

Assistant Professor, Department of English,

Baba Ghulam Shah Badshah University, Rajouri