“Lines from Kashmir” – Zakir Malik

Smell of Jehlum

Thine rivers chripping from dawn till dusk
are my nights of ecstasy
from which freshness does flow
with drops of peace pouring into Dal.

I hide my puzzles under your green coats,
and those glistening Lillies of the Wular,
in my dreams, I sleep over melody of gush
and sink into the abyss of myriad waves

O’ Kashmir you drench; glow like diamond
while my thirst quenches with balls of snow
that thatch of lush greenery
is where I belong, where I come from
rest my breaths are the guests of time.

Endless is dusk where I slide towards
slowly, slowly into the waters of Mansar,
I walk then towards Silk route to relish
and squeeze taste of nature at its best.

I live in the drops of Pangong lake
O’ my land I smell your beauty
hear your voice in rush of Jehlum
see your hues in fruits and leaves.