My Vale...

I love my beautiful Vale..Kashmir
That goes by the name of Rishiware
Though razed by own and aliens for unknown sake,
It has out lived them both in its wake,
Its beauty still raw and pure,
How can they answer on the judgment day dear,
Though they don’t know it yet,
The end we will see, oh yes we shall see though not yet,
My Valley will survive these brazen brutes,
Its beauty unbound will remain uncrushed,
And that day we will watch,
Tall minarets crumbling like mist in the dark,
And the man with vision will be singing,
The long forgotten liberty song

(by: Khan, BA)