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And a Part of Me Died Once More

And a Part of Me Died Once More
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This year too
A part of me. Died.
They took it along
To the heavens
Where the gates of paradise
Are wide open. Angels standing in respect.
As Rizwan garlands them. And he,
My martyrd hero awaits them
The new grooms. In the gardens.
Yes, a part of me that died
Witnessed the success
That kissed their feet
As their companions
In there sang songs
Of glory. Bravery. Resilience.
And why not?

Slain Hizbul Commander Sabzar Ahmad Photo By: Vikar Syed

For what is bravery
More than this?
A kid, barely 15 fifteen
Fights men, if I should call them so
Thousands in number
And makes them wipe
Their brow. With fear
They stand. Yes thousands of them
Against a boy. A kid. Of fifteen.
But cry not my people. Neither mourn.
For this is victory. Knocking at our door.
Let’s gear up. My brave-hearts.
For preparations are to be done.
Decorate three coffins. And bring them.
The grooms. To their destination
They should reach. Before sun sets
Take them home.
Adieu my martyrs.
Adieu my heroes.

Poet is an English Literature student at University of Kashmir, Srinagar. She can be reached at

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