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Tuesday, February 20, 2018

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...

I Remember You, Oh! My Father

I have lost you O' Father I have lost you to bullets What a fateful night it was! It is there for all eternity ...

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...

‘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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

A Festival Inside Four Walls

I could hear the noise saying the moon was sighted. Joy all around, the festival was tomorrow and I wasn’t excited.I stared at the moon,...

Kashmir Every Day

Today, as the day progressed, Checking my cell, I stressed. More, I see dead and more hurt Have to mourn and spurt, Bloody land, blood in air, Teary...

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...

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...

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...

THE WAILING EID

The wailing Eid proclaims the dawn of happiness But how would people listen When their ears covered with wails and screams? How would they see the decoration...

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...

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. ...

Strange Colours Of Kashmir

Under the wide grey Behind those high blues There is a red vale In the name of green Where every dark scar Is deeper than a black holeWhere meadows...

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,...

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