Poetry

by Hirra Sultan  In the cheer of her voice Laid hidden distress of her voice   In her chirpy bubbly nature Laid hidden someone mature   In her happy carefree ways Laid...

By: Faisal Khan   O sisters of Kashmir! I know your plight But I can’t do anything to prove my might As shadows of oppressor have ceased my...

By Zubair Arif Shah I traversed the mighty world searching the flute of life, the flute of rhythms and melodies; whispering agonies, echoing meanings.   I felt the music raining, and its...

By Younis Kaloo You call it your ‘Crown’ But, where are its jewels? Resting in peace in graves Writhing in pain in hospital beds Drowned in darkness with hands...

By Nehreen Nazir Sun bedazzled an anxious heart towards an unprecedented journey An injured soul decided for a long course but eyes striking forest nearby   Heart flip...

By Nehreen Nazir   As the rain is eager to touch the ground, My soul is eager to hear you sound My soul cries out Come back, you are...

By: Esha Khan Class: 10th blue (Minto circle higher secondary school, Srinagar) "Oh you caravan of life, to where are you heading?Is it a leap in...

By Perveiz Ali Oh, People Of Earth! Thankful are we, For each act of benevolence shown to us. Your gilded sweet words describing, The beauty of Kashmir, land...

A schoolteacher who had three masters to his credit speaks in seven languages writes in four languages and understands three more. A poet and...

Learning a lesson from the obscure poets of Kashmir, Peerzada Nadeem Mehjoor, Ghulam Ahmed Mahjoor’s great-grandson, a school drop-out with a conscious mind is...

By: Asif Sultan Matta ‘Big snowy flakes falling from the sky’ In her sleep, she can hear her mother’s cry. A cozy blanket and white snug duvet Swathed...

By Nehreen Nazir     The cradle within I was brought up Now the grave of unconsidered humanity The land which cater me with innocence Now holler in the blood...

By: Urooj Manzoor Class: 10th (Minto Circle School, Srinagar) May I gather some courage to speak for a while A vandalized land, it's debriciated profile. Was once greatly...

By Insha Bint Bashir   Wistfully, the night pays homage to the beguiling voices humming elegies with wounded tongues, remembering how the earthen nooks plagiarized the hesitant souls from the kindled bodies last night… Tediously, the night...

by Iqra Nazir   "Arrival, Arrival", whistled the breeze. "Of your treasured spell- That comes to appease. Autumn, it is and you will savour. And you will cherish this cherished favour". "Thrawt, Thrawt", shrieked the...