Another day, another attack,
Innocent lives—gone just like that.
Terror has no faith, no face, no name, Yet it keeps coming, again and again.

Why do they ask, "What god you pray?"
Before taking a life in cold blood away?
A mother’s scream, a father’s pain,
Kashmir is drowning in sorrow and rain.

Young minds poisoned, taught to hate, When will this madness find its end date? Cameras clicked for memories sweet,
Now capture horror on the street.

How many more? When will it stop?
How many more tears must drop?
The world stays silent, looks away,
While Kashmir bleeds every day.

But hope still flickers, soft but true,
One day peace will break through.
Till then we stand, we mourn, we pray,
For a brighter, kinder day. 🕊️💔