News Topic:Poetry

Blissful Is the morning of this Eid Ahh! People wishing each other Out of caste and creed Ambience is full of charm Everyone's heart is quite warm Long hugs and warm...

KUPWARA — Hailing from a small town Trehgam, in frontier district of Kupwara in northern Kashmir, a young Kashmiri writer, Zakir Malik, has published...

"In whiff of joy, yelled a stiff villain, Merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance, In midst of clampdown and in quandary of one, Beside mercurial alacrity of heartless king."

"I won't let myself to act, Such fangs of deception That can grim my gloss And bring woes to my life," writes the poet.

"Why am I so nettled, so confused, in search of verse? By the Dal, lanes waft the aroma: the perfumes of verse."

"I listen to the chirping of the Bulbul daily; That sweet voice resembles to yours; If I write for you, will you read it? Your love empowers me so well," writes the poem.

"When trees express nature, The time, aiming to arrive With greenery all over them Like welcoming the Spring," writes the poet.

"As I'm here with strong will, Hard for them to kill me with jab of knife, Hark! You, might coward knights," writes the poet.