Poems

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...

You Were Not There

Yes, you were not there When they seize my scarf, from my head You have not seen them, Entering my house, at darkly nights They deliberately chose, our lone store room, So to mix tea leaves with turmeric. there I used to peep, from a small hole in fright. my mother’s cries, and wails for hours till...

For How Long?

People o people; what does freedom mean to you? Nobody seeks comfort in confinement. Do you or just tell me who? Now spare a moment, imagine a man, caged and cuffed. People do you care about him; is it a blithe disregard or are you actually bluffed? ‘What...

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 صدیوں کی شناساٸی ہے میرے فکرو نظر کی اساس تیرےاحساسات راہِ حق میں گھر گیا میرا برادر تیرا منظر بہ منظر کربلا ہے...

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...

The Blood Stained Pheran

He wanted to wake up late As he knew, the daylight will Bring only misery, for his beloved Combed his black hair, put muffler And pheran, and left for his Own Funeral Bullets were restless To Pierce his bony chest Blood spout like Fountain He felt pain But didn't wept Eyes were only looking For hapless mother With...

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...

To My Mother – Asiya Andrabi’s Son Writes A Poem For Her

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Contentment Mother, your heart is so beautiful, so restful and solacing! A kiss on the forehead strengthens me to go through all that I'm facing. Your words so encouraging, and your presence so enthralling! You hold me while I'm falling apart, and bield me while I'm failing! He laid...

Do Not Forget Yasmeena – A Poem

I thought I lost my brother But it was my mother that lost her daughter. Tell me; Where had I gone wrong? Is it because I ran along To save Moin and take him to mom and bring him back home? Is it because I acted like a sister fighting with the...

They Took Her Away!

Twisting and turning, staring through the window, everything felt so silent. And lying on the bed in a room so hushed with a head so vibrant, that night stillness felt violent. https://youtu.be/6s6CEFm8j88 She was not with me, miles away but my heart felt her warmth,...

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