O you brave men or the most hateful individuals,
Whether you are engaged in a religious war,
Acting as the agents of some authority,
Or dancing to the tunes of your Master's Voice,
What have you accomplished?
For money?
Then ask the tailor to sew a pocket onto your last garment.
If you believe you have months to live before reaching heaven,
Realise that in pursuit of a paradise, that no one has seen,
You have turned 'Heaven on Earth' into hell.

Have you seen the image of the innocent face,
Still adorned with chura in her arms,
Henna on her hands, and the fragrance of fresh rose petals
Showered on her during her marriage just days ago?
Now the head of her husband rests in her lap.
They came to Pahalgam to create beautiful memories of their marriage,
But what has become of that hope?
May the Almighty spare your loved ones from such a fate.

Reflect on what you truly gain from such actions.
Do you consider how the noble souls who have perished in this violence
Will console their families? 
O Kings of the Kingdom of Hatred,
Cease this horrific war; do not play with the lives of innocent people.
O Heaven on Earth, today the lovers of humanity are ashamed of the actions of misguided individuals.
Grant them a sense of compassion, if you can.