Hindu Temples In Kashmir – A Poem

Once grand and proud, the temples stood In valleys lush and green, But now they lay in ruins, lost In a sorrowful scene.

The stones are cracked, the walls are worn, The roofs are caved in too, And all around, the silence reigns In a land once vibrant and true.

The gods and goddesses are gone, Their statues shattered and broken, And all that’s left are memories Of a time when hope was spoken.

The echoes of prayers and hymns Are now but a distant sound, And in their place, a haunting silence That echoes all around.

But still, amidst the rubble and ruins A glimmer of hope remains, For one day these temples will rise again And beauty will return to these plains.