Saturday, November 17, 2018

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Alone a bird weeps, on a fruitless tree, with his head bowed sun crosses the horizon The moist graves, don’t seem to level , unaltered shadows glimmer...

Cremation

By Siddhartha Gigoo I am the red shawl that falls to lick the dust of her footprint. I am the evening come to kiss and peel off the red of her cheeks. I am the...

Laila-Majnoon And An Imaginary Homeland

By Mohammad Tabish Who knows hither i cry, In remembrance; A remnant demesne in my memory caught. Laila bawls for Majnoon. Majnoon: chain cloaked, People summoned flower stones. Among the many...

They have nothing to ‘Hide’ and little to ‘Lose’

By Raj Charles Imran It all started on a day, a day, a young Black man, a man named Mark Duggan, Was shot by police, Under a pre-planned, Operation-Trident as...

The Sparrow’s Sorrow

By Zareef Ahmad Zareef | Tr. by Shafi Shauq   Before I narrate my suggestive tale, I salute you all with love and respect. Two decades so harrowing...

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...

You Tell Us What to Do

By Faiz Ahmed Faiz Translated by Agha Shahid Ali When we launched life on the river of grief, how vital were our arms, how ruby...

Escapism

Come out tonight Get out of sight forge all the menace escape alive   I was talking about the time when people lived on roadside shacks when politics was a distant...

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...

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...

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