
Poetry
WHO HAVE BETRAYED INDIAN MUSLIM
Today Indian Muslims are falling like autumn leaves, Hot election days or calm winter nights

Today Indian Muslims are falling like autumn leaves, Hot election days or calm winter nights

i stand before a lovely lawn of a beautiful home for an hour and embrace

am i to burst crackers or light candles or dance in open field or visit

Who are in charge of the destiny of our boys? nobody, they make their own
