Sunday, December 16, 2018

Poetry

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...

My Renaissance

By Ikram Ullah I lived like thou, a life, but no quarry a soul so freakish. And a body so Repose.   A Boy Wild about Wild, Dead of ambitions, With no...

آزادی

ثنا ساُری پٕرِو سانین گرن منز ژایہ آزادی سیٹھاه یٕژ کاُلی اَسہ کُن جلوہ  ہاوان آیہ آزادی یہ آزادی گوڈٕنی درایہ ییلہ ننی هندوستانس منز لَچَھو پاُٹھی...

Reading Lolita in Kashmir

for Alfred Corn A boy, I stole into grandpa’s study. An art dealer, he loved books with gilded edges, Aristotle to Zola all stuck together in the humidity. I snuck Lo out to his...

A Feminine Heart

I am your most loving mother. Your ever caring sister, my brother.   I am your better half- your wife. Your daughter whom you consider your life.   I take...

The Conflict Zone

Rue of a woman, half-widowed. The ordeal of a girl yearning to see her father. The sigh from the broken soul of a Mother, And, the mourning...

On The Hill Of Dead

By Mudasir Ahmed I came across a tiny shoe and sock. I had made with love for your dear feet, I hug the frock across my chest. And...

ہانٹھ

 سمیہ فردوس ہانٹھ سورُۓ شہر چھُ دارِ بَر ترؤپرِتھ ژء تہِ جانانا  ہانکل تھاو یَنۂ  کالۂ  ؤنل پشپےیۂ میاٰنس سینس مَنز تنۂ  وآنجہ ِ لؤگم شُشر بچہ دانہِ گوم وَٹھ شَہَس...

Last signature

By Ather Zia Our wounds are labeled forgettable, Shahid Our life before death is imperceptible, Shahid Billboards proclaim, Kashmir: A Paradise God has a reason to be chimerical,...

Mother

By Farzana Munshi Her hands are stretched out to the lap of cliffs She’s climbing to heaven by treading falls Her eyes are sapphire Hair woven in gold...

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