I will speak to you- in detail,
In broken English, with
My heavy Kashmiri accent,
How they want us
To forget and move on.
They want us to forget
That we ever lived happily
Under the shade of chinars;
Until they settled our history
And set us free.
I will write to you perhaps
Should my tongue be silent;
How they want us to forget:
Who stole our apples and Godly
Statured Deodar trees.
If I survive this siege of history;
I will – tell it to you, my children,
Even to my grandchildren:
How one fine day I was
Robbed of my memories.
© Ashaq Hussain Parray