This Life of Hellish Creep
Jasif Malik
My soul, my body, dwells the Devil,
My tongue, my heart, screams Evil,
Its sweet taste tempt me to haste,
To sink into the deepening level,
Of...
Bargain
I am the last trader
from a jovial trading tribe
of an abandoned language
you love the more than you love me
Come
Lets bargain
This trade of words
won't last...
Beautiful Bride
By Zubair Arif Shah
Look around
to a beautiful bride
that my homeland is,
unloved,
she sobs for her beloved to come
to caress her tresses
to wipe her tears,
of cypresses...
Maybe
By Hirra Sultan
Walls closing in...
Maybe trying to form a shell
A layer all around
Maybe it was time
to undergo metamorphosis
to let things go
For that conceptual reward
Being...
Escaping Reality
By Hirra Sultan
She hovered around books
Talking to mirrors and times to self
Pretending being a small child
Probably a compensation for the lost.
Busy in a reverie
Neither...
I can’t unthink conflict
By: Younis Kaloo
Deep, ingrained in me is the victimisation of conflict
From my blood and my breaths come the wails of conflict
Here, when people tell me...
Where Are the Jewels in the Crown?
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...
Yowling Wounded Valley
by Mohammad Anas
My words anguished;
I grieve,
and bleed.
The innocent screams
beneath the earth buried
A tragedy—
making humanity shiver—
has transformed
the charming valley
into blood river
They enjoyed the butchering,
one by...
Mistaken Identity
Induced tranquil around pretends
Scene of my capitulate truism
Hang on a second, my Jury!
When was I liberated to express this compulsion?
Perhaps one more manufactured narrative
Is...
Trapped in Traps
By Syed Tajamul Hussain
A dot of beauty, history is enough for it
Many have left homes to take glimpse of it
Paradise on earth, everyone was...
Pouring Verses
by Zubair Arif Shah
The beauty of dancing blossoms
amidst the drizzling desert,
pouring divine ecstasy
in the empty glass of love.
What love is it
when nature imprisons its...
Silent Sighs of Insha…
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...
Wounded paradise
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...
Tomorrow, It May be Your Family’s Star
By Shuja Ashraf
We come from the land of rich heritage and culture,
The land of lakes, mountains and the endless flower,
In the land where red...
Parable
Altaf Khaliq Wani
Pregnant tree near my lodge
Whom I care, chill to till
Shyly foliage sprout as guard
Nod to posy, come for fruit
Baby fruits welcome by...
