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“Where art thou?” Kashmir needs a Shahid tonight “O, please free her with poesy,” pleads a Shahid tonight A red path marks the entrance to my...

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I remember: the initial throe and the horror changed into loathing for them and the system that is talked of and never seen and then for my flesh that remained jerking with...

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Dear comrades let us do an exercise / polish this new guise, an exercise in memory / memory will set us free Let us begin, bloodied, let...

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The night's ghosts came prowling down All geared in a khaki gown Wielded upon by a ghost with a frown

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History, they say, always repeats itself. In my homeland, helplessness repeats itself. Our pangs never settle into grief, or mourning or bereavement. A fresh shot of agony injected...

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Do you seek, like Jonah, to be elusive forever-- To live like an ascetic, reclusive forever?

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A splendid beauty from the skies descends. Embracing the Earth quenches its long thirst. Down hilltops, meadows and rivers it sends. Its stroke and shine in watery outburst.

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I didn’t cry perhaps, I had no reason to cry Afzal Guru was a Kashmiri and I am from India Afzal Guru was a Muslim by faith and I was born a Hindu

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By Mahi Farxana Munshi I walked above the dusty roads. The untrodden ways in the morning. The blood was dripping down from the sore skies. I knew it...

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By Huzaifa Pandit Zindagi jabr-e-musalsal ki tarah kaati hai Jaanay kis jurm ki paayi hai saza yaad nahee!! (Life meanders on stooped under a perpetual tyranny What heinous...

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