Thursday, February 21, 2019
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Mother’s call

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

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...

Child Within

A little fascinated by the globe, Plaything, she lost and groped.  Rummaged through her many toys Vexed with them, cavalier chides   A little doll under the bed, Missing hair,...

Summer Break, Or Why I’m An Idiot

By Talha Bin Ehtasham Today is the third day since you left. Overnight; on that same express train, Like countless times before. This time though feels the worst. I...

Ode to the rains

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.

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...

The Hall

In the bleeding north where the darkness of old blood merged on winter stones waiting for new wars, a man rose to power. Uncut, unbruised, with his sword still in...

RAP

By Mehraj Dar I’ve a right I’ve a choice I’ve a reason I’ve a voice I cried & screamed They deaf & blind I’m Kashmir My soil is drenched Colour is red I was...

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...

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...