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Tuesday, August 21, 2018

When it snows Red

I opened the curtains and watched the thick, heavy snowflakes falling without an end. Cold metallic bullets sailed amidst swirling, silent snowflakes. Outside frozen streets shrouded...

Cry Of A Kashmiri Baby

A nine-month-old, Rendered helpless and cold, Her mother has been murdered, Killer’s have their hold. Who will quench my thirst, when I scream in angst? Who will satiate my...

Autumn – A Poem

Little Leaves Fall Softly Down Red And Yellow, Orange And Brown Whirling, Twirling Round And Round Falling Softly To The Ground Little Leaves Fall Softly Down To Make A...

Snow, Resistance

It’s snowing in my land Where blood still runs Through the lanes And wounds are still Afresh Will somebody up there In the clouds check – the one who’s pouring These...

The Young Blood Of My Soil

Your one smile can blot out a moment of woe; Your one cheer can lift a despairing soul; A gleam of thee eyes can flare...

‘Anonymous’ Hair Chopper – I Am Not Afraid

Why just me? as I hear and I see, they whisper and make commentary ah! she walks so gaudily they form a choice in liberty. I have to see...

Arrhythmic Rhythm Hallucinations

Wish I was a barbed wire, Waiting to be cut open And be trampled upon, rolled and shelved. Never to be used again. Photo: Kashmir Observer Wish I was...

I Will Survive

You may curb my voice against your tyrant crown And beat me blue or blood brown You may strike my body down And tear it into shreds...

Let’s See Kashmir On The Cloud Nine

One dies, next fifteen join We are all the same coin Son of a teacher, and the lion Gave his dreams to see us...

Happy Independence Day To You – Poem

Happy Independence day to you,Not to me;Today I became a strangerMy land is invaded & occupiedI became a homeless wandererYou set my heavens ablazeAnd...

Sing Me Freedom, Sing Me Cries

sing me blood, sing me life sing me a story, sing a prise sing me revolution, sing me fear sing me martyrdom, sing me tears sing me...

Until The Last One Is Down

No, I am not blind, I can see you, tear apart the scarf, from her head, the bangles broken, laying on the floor, I can see your hands,...

Everyone Is Dead

The news broke and The world was no longer a host. The night began to beam And the morning Shrouded in veil Source: Rebel Politik With every drop of blood. The Jehlum...

Jamia Masjid – Why Are You Shackled?

Standing Tall, With Kashmir. I dreamt last night; there was some hoot, On your minarets, the skies were frowning. They were clad with black clouds of the...

A Poem On An Afternoon Which Made No Sense

1. The Crimson scratch across the sky is oozing Red milk; bitter and hot. Is that how God bleeds?! Or weeps?! Or is it just what it is- An indifferent...

I Am Not Blind

On my right, I see a man With long moustaches Standing in jackboots Firm on the ground, lose on self. I see him in the eyes, then I see...

Wails From The Vale – Kashmir

I cry I wail I mourn, Rain soaked Embracing an hour-long pseudo worldly charm. Forgotten are my vows, To be steadfast like my ancestors! Yet again, I cry I wail I mourn, Blood letting in this ill-fated...

Kashmir Will Rise Again

From the defrosting flake of my Snow; From the rusted strand of my Saffron; From the abscised leaves of my Chinar; From the drips of ale of...

Kashmir – A River Of Blood

For how long shall our blood be spilled? For how long shall we be shackled? Sister wails at the death of her brother, Showkat. ...

A Letter To Mother

My mum is the most courageous woman She is not even afraid of wolves She’ll defeat all enemies for me If she knew that I am no...

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