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Thursday, February 21, 2019

“I Am Flower” – A poem reflecting the pain of a rape victim

I AM FLOWER My name is rose, Just blossomed, in the heavenly Garden I sang with the Birdies and butterflies Without fear and agony I played hide and seek, Inside...

Madhosh Balhami – A Tribute

witness these words stand to the loss on the fifteen of March of blood and words that burned under the humble roof of Balhami who opened his heart...

Madhosh Balhami responds to a tribute to his lost poems

مدہوش بالہامی بنامِ زابرہ فاضلی تاریخ۔ 12 اپریل 2018 زابرہ میری بیٹی اے میری نورِ بصر مرہمِ زخمِ جگر میرے لٸے ہیں تیرے جزبات ایسا لگتا ہے کہ...

lived Dream

Oh! My beloved Come back once again And see the scars on my Sobbing heart, You left us desolate With intense agony, Oh! My beloved come again And see my raven...

So must have been she!

Sometimes days turn into nights and nights spilled into months and we hadn’t seen each other. I knew she wouldn’t venture out; neither did...

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...

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...

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...

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,...

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...

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...

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. ...

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...

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...

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 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 ...

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...

‘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...

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