Of Kashmir
Of thoughts divested of the language that narrates them,
Of minds and imaginations captured and purged of their dreams,
Of painters without hands, dancers paralyzed chest downwards, young who are old, and dimpled faces...
Letters to Toru
How is Kashmir, Toru?
Dear Toru,
my letters to your brother
elaborate on how our colony was burnt.
Remember our colony, Toru?
The man-holes, the electric wires?
The transformer would...
An island of a man
An island of a man
Damn he's cursed
Notice the palms of his hands
Damn he's hurt
Focus on this man
With the color of dirt
Sketched in with coal
So...
At last
My heart cried after mass collided with mass..
The blast deafening..
What's left is flesh turned to ash..
Our own reckoning..
When can we scream at last at...
Shepherd
Deep and deep into the woods
I would sink; on and on would
I walk; till I reach the forest hoods!
Shepherd; aah! Be that I could!
Taking...
Farhat, didn’t die
Crowning his Friday
After the disastrous snow
Blood-stained his threshing lines
Life's receding billow
Will leave him for the eternal calm
He is yet to know.
Out from his threads...
El Desperados
How desperate we are to laugh-
To chime with a can of laughter-
Exhaling nervous relief,
Reassured that it wasn't a can of worms.
A concert is over.
See...
Shahid tonight
“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...
The Survivor
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...
An exercise in memory
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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