27TH
by Suhana Lateef
Dear Lord, bestow Cherries: their real red colour back!
and Apples - their taste!
give blind the sight again!
or take my seeing away!
I can't see
what...
An Elegy to Palhallan Prince
Santosh Bakaya
One more teenager has died
In yet another killing unjustified
Was this killing barbaric
Just another statistic?
Hearts cried, fires raged, passion smouldered
As a distraught father his...
Let me speak
By Asma Firdous
Drug me
let me drown
in those deadly flavours
that they call haraam!
Fill the glass
with toxic formulas
and leave no drop behind...
Let my words flutter
let my...
Lets bleed love on paper again…
by Asma Firdous
Lets revive my pen...
An old tradition of careless lines
of rhythms broken
and proud designs!
Lets fall for that shadow again!
And embrace the scent of a...
The Untitled
Asma Firdous
The ink is ready to dye the paper
Her pen ready to obey her grip
And she sits today
with old missions again...!
Her knowledge of language
The alphabet...
Making Mehjoor Immortal
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...
On the onset of sheen
Saima Rashid
I live in the valley of reveries and dreams
It has beauty beyond as it seems
When the drizzling snow touches my face
More it is...
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...
I am I
Hi! I am I
a plane guy
who doesn't lie
frank enough
still shy
to myself little nigh
before misery
i don't sigh
in problems
i don't cry
my wet-wit doesn't dry
bull-cock stories
i don't...
Ben And Hen
Once there was a hen
Instead of coop it lived in den
was found of beasts and afraid of men
That had followers number in ten
Among them...
For thy heart not god but I came
Say, Yes or No, why, thou! say'st not yes or no
from my heavy heart grief to go,
to decide, what thee took so long?
Why! What!...
By the road I stood : A visit to Kashmir after 15 years
By the road I stood---
It was not a common day----
cause---- By the road I stood.
cause it was an all-new Kashmir
I stood watching,
watching where we...
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...
Matchless Beauty
In your love,
World is better than an Heaven,
Have you Beloved in heart, is better than an Angel.
You are the queen of beauty,
Beauty of universe...
Poet of Resistance
Mehjoor lent his poetry to Kashmir’s fight against monarchy and once it was over, he became disgruntled with the political turnout, and died a...
