Bariya Hamid is a student of English Literature. She likes to write about her motherland, Kashmir.
July 21, 2020, 10:13 am
If your bleeding wounds are left to me,
I should kiss them every time
Until they heal all of you
And bruise all of me,
I would put them close to my heart forever,
The blood should be the henna of.....
October 29, 2020, 8:15 am
Fire, dust, ash and soothave settled, at last,over the petals of red,I had planted for You,to adorn your comingBut, Love - war brews my land,Melting skins and identities to unknowns and graves,Wa.....
November 30, 2020, 1:12 am
How should I tell you everything
That is sealed in the glued pages,
The truth is-
Oh! I cannot say,
The fallen leaves of my heart
have died in melancholy
and the fading petals
are slowly .....