The Martyred Son.
A sudden sacrifice left all in shock ,
Blazed the valley , it's whole mob,
Crushed hearts, spreaded as a wild fire,
Thousands and thousands took to the roads .
Wailed and joined his rite of funeral,
Morned the devine soul of the beloved son,
Whose death bled and shrouded hundred sons,
Bleed heaven for those lost sons,
In Black Kashmir mourned his peers,
Meed his courage, feed his thoughts and will,
Huge reunion , gatherings, flayed his foes,
Flustered them with rebirth of his soul,
Whether was he powerful, or now will be more ,
For there is fall , who planed it all ,
Blessed are dead , yee they know ,
Who dreamed to climb peaches of fame,
All noble soul are drowned in his pain ,
Streams and streets are filled with blood,
For Valley cried , saw thee falling star ,
A great son martyred in the war .