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Saim Imtiyaz Poem
HE FLOW PROMISES IN FAVOUR OF PEOPLE.
BUT THE TIME WAS TO EARN VOTES FROM PEOPLE.
HE WAS AGAINST THE BRUTE AND ABUSIVE ACTIONS.
WAS NOT HAP BUT NOURISH HIS IMAGE FOR THE NASTY ELECTIONS.
PROGRESS AND PEACE WAS THEIR SPEAKING IDIOM.
NOT AIM BUT IT WAS HIS SUPPORTS MEDIUM.
ON TIME OF ELECTION HE GAIN FULL SUPPORT.
PEOPLE HID ALL THEIR EMOTIONS AND MAKE HIM YAMA BY SUPPORT.
HABILE WINNER INVITE YARDFULL OF HIS GUESTS.
HE REVOLVE SAME BATON TO VAGUE INNOCENT REQUESTS.
ULCERATE THE VALLEY MORE THAN BEFOREHAND.
PROGRESS OF GRAVEYARDS LIKE DUNES OF SAND.
SWIPES ALL PEACE AND LOVE FROM THIS ATMOPHERE.
HE WAS THINKING THAT I AM ZEUS OF SPHERE.
FOR HIS ZEST HE FORGET THE VALUE OF CRESCENT.
SHEATH AND NOMADIZE THE LIFE OF INNOCENT.
HIS PROMISES WAS TO HALLOW THE LAND OF KASHMIR.
BUT BY BLOOD OF INNOCENTS IS BIG YANK FOR THE PEOPLE OF KASHMIR.
TODAY VOICES WERE AGAINST HIM AND HE SUPPRESS THEM WITH BULLETS.
PIERCE BRIDE’S FACE AND MOTHER’S LOVING SON BY PAINFULL PELLETS.
IMMOBILIZE AND DISABLE THE MOVE OF PEACEFUL PEOPLE.
HE NEVER HISTATE WHILE REMOVING EYES OF KIDS AND GENTLE.
HE IS NOT LORD, HE NEVER BE SO, BUT NOT LESS THAN DEVIL’S god.
WHAT HE SOW? OFCOURSE REWARD IS IN THE HANDS OF MY LORD
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He knocks my door wants my company to prayers park was was near to us.
We stepped out seeing thorns of different colors but from same source around us.
Suffocatingly we advance steps on bloody streets and hist atmosphere around us.
Worshipers were pierced by pellets and by bullets looking conflict like situation around us.
No one listen wail of martyrs mother only it was ecoing around us.
Brute force imbibe blood of innocents vampire like creations around us.
Intimidate unarmed civilians by trampling their lives really it was havoc around us.
All of our journey we feel hail of pain and graves around us.
We raise voice for justice and slogans of freedom against the culprits around us.
Result was excessive force spree of killings and blood stained walls around us.
On our most peaceful and disciplined protest they book us on sedition charges only cages are visible around us.
Slaughtering humans, abusing and detention is mainly answer of rulers for the people around us.
Their brute force cannot suppress our will, till almighty is with us and around us.
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Saim Imtiyaz Poem
I know when you abase me at kunan, was sniffy day for me.
My people at that time were surrounded by threat and poverty.
Know it they are dearest for me.
I warn you sacrilegious nation,
Hacklers are arriving to hack your appearence.
Get lost before with helish creations from me.
You hang my pious sons like,
Maqbool and guru.
Your aim lost itz fame.
Thousands guru hold firmly my flag on me.
I swear as a Nation of paradise.
My whomb is full of heroes like Burhan.
They lustrate your illegal occupation on me.
I remember the bright faces of my martyrs.
You have to slouch your sloppy face.
Libertrians are alive to rip u away from me.
Your thinking is what? I don't care.
Remember my Nationalists and their nationhood.
You have flee, flee away from me.
You seek pardon, Alas you are not pardonable.
What you poach? I don't have dearth of sacrificers
They love dearly, i love them and they love me.
Your art makes jhelum red by blood of innocents,
Remember, i am paradise .
I am with pious and they are with me.
........ Saim.....
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