Poems

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 flakes Might it be my occupier In his vain effort To hide the...

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 up the sky; Your one laugh can conquer upon a gloom. Your one lash can wake the dream; Your one...

‘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 the earthy dust, by lowering my gaze. but they are free to trace, first my face, then my body under the lace upon they...

Arrhythmic Rhythm Hallucinations

With Kashmir poem
Wish I were a barbed wire, Waiting to be cut open And be trampled upon, rolled and shelved. Never to be used again. Wish I were a lock Waiting to be broken, not opened. Broken to render me unusable forever. The lock that cuffs innocents and imprisons the oppressed. Wish I...

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 & yet not frown I ‘ve survived many such strokes by cruel crown I will survive ..I’ve survived…I always will survive. Whatever...

Sing Me Freedom, Sing Me Cries

sing me blood, sing me life sing me a story, sing a prise sing me revolution, sing me fear sing me martyrdom, sing me tears sing me bullets, sing me cries sing me lullaby, sing me souls sing me truth, sing a corps sing me hope,...

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, reaching her ripe bosom, the lust in your eyes is visible to me. I can see the smile...

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 With every drop of blood. The Jehlum turned crimson As I could speak of valor The trees began To rumble Remains of A blazen Chinar, Torn motherland! Everyone is dead, Waleed There is none to wail Or...

Jamia Masjid – Why Are You Shackled?

I dreamt last night; there was some hoot, On your minarets, the skies were frowning. They were clad with black clouds of the hour. And some black birds over them were hovering. Their rustle of feathers was wailing; Lamenting our cowardice or helplessness, may be. It woke me up early...

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 sky above us Feeding red mana To the ungrateful hungry... 2. You cannot burn the darkness, That has crept into your blind eyes, By all...

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