WAKE UP BEFORE I CEASE TO EXIST

Sumera Reshi
Posted September 16, 2019 from United Arab Emirates
Set Me Free

WAKE UP BEFORE I CEASE TO EXIST

Wake up people, as I am dying.

Speak up, as my speech is impeded.

Give me food, as I am hungry.

Set me free, as I am confined.

Look at my bruises, as I am bleeding.

Look at my eyes, as pellets have hit me in my eyes.

This is not a hoopla, nor a drama or a dream.

This is me caged Gaza called Kashmir.

Occupied by India and its fascist regime.

O’ warlords visit me and see my plight.

I am not lying like my deceitful colonizers.

My children are starving for the want of food.

My youth perishing for the want of freedom.

My elderly are clogging with tear gas smoke.

My women are in constant fear of being humiliated.

My mothers are wailing over the disappearances of their sons.

My air is pungent with your immoral presence.

My land is shaking with your brutal atrocities.

Yet the world is in slumber, ignorant of my wounds.

Wake up world before it is too late.

Wake up before I cease to exist.

                                           Sumera B. Reshi

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Jill Langhus
Sep 16
Sep 16

Wow, Sumera. Your poems seem to get more and more powerful.

How are you doing today, dear?

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Sumera Reshi
Sep 17
Sep 17

Dearest Jill,

I am alright dear. I am not a poet nor do I know how to write poetry but I write my hearts asks me to. This is my pent up.

Jill Langhus
Sep 18
Sep 18

Hello lovely,

Well, I think you are:-) I'm not surprised. Do let me know if you need additional love/support, dear!

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Sumera Reshi
Sep 19
Sep 19

Dearest Jill,

Your support is always with me and I can feel your presence. You have given me so much support and love. Thanks for your concern.

Jill Langhus
Sep 20
Sep 20

I'm glad, dear:-)

You're welcome...

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Anita Shrestha
Sep 16
Sep 16

Hi Sumera
Really you have great capacity to writing poem. I must try next time to write poem

Sumera Reshi
Sep 17
Sep 17

I am not a poet dear, this is my pain coming directly from my heart.

Lisbeth
Sep 16
Sep 16

Oh my dear is the issue on the ground as serious as the poem? In that case is serious. Why will you cease to exist? Are you not safe?
Where are you living currently? With family of alone? Do you sense death threat? I think your poem is scary. Take it easy please if the situation is not as it is on the poem.
Take of yourself.

Sumera Reshi
Sep 19
Sep 19

Dear Lisbeth,

Currently, I am outside Kashmir and that is why I can browse the internet. In Kashmir, there is complete communication blockade. My people are in difficult situations.

Lisbeth
Sep 19
Sep 19

Oh good to hear you are out of danger. May God also protect the rest.
Take care

ANJ ANA
Sep 17
Sep 17

So much of pain and wrench to hear the voice of conflicts in Kashmir. Hope for the peace and concluding the conflict soon.
Take care dear Sumera, Anjana

Sumera Reshi
Sep 19
Sep 19

I pray for peace everywhere.

Hello, Sumera,

Another powerful piece from you. Amazing how creative your mind has become to give birth to these words. I really find it difficult to write poems. Thank you for sharing!

Sumera Reshi
Sep 20
Sep 20

Dear Karen,
As I said earlier that I am not a poet but you and Jill encouraged me so now I am able to jot down the facts in the form of a poem. You are my strong support system. I feel you too are now an intrinsic part of me.
Love and hugs.

Oh, wow, what an honor to be considered such, dear sister. I think you are already a poet. Amazing how your anger gave birth to your creative power as a poet. Love and hugs, dear. :)

Sumera Reshi
Sep 24
Sep 24

I am a beginner in this genre and the credit goes to both of you, my lovely sisters.

Dear sis,

I wrote about The Woman in The Arena (https://www.worldpulse.com/community/users/karen-quinones-axalan/posts/9...). You get the credit, dear. You are that woman. :)