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Tuesday, February 20, 2018

‘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...

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 ...

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...

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...

I Am Kashmir – An Honest And Painful Poem About Kashmir

By Sauliha YaseenThey always spoke of how beautiful I was. I was an attraction, a possession highly valued. They waged wars, shed blood. None...

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...

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...

2010 Martyrs – A Remembrance

In the deserts of life They danced To the smiles and cries Of the only flower Blooming in their garden Of hope. They protected him From everything. Even hid him From the...

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...

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 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...

Tainted Survival – A Poem In memory of Kunan Poshpora Rape Victims

By Iqra AkhoonMy Dumbstruck body with clotted blood, endure tortuous days and terrible nights.Silence stuck in throat That Strives to cry . Forms quite dew drops In deep arid well.Aching...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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,...

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...

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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