News Topic:Poetry

The long brooding nights in Kashmir, With insomniac desolate men, And players of the game of blood, Dissolutely piling up wealth in the dark nights. The long brooding...

They don't call me now; Have they forgotten me Or abandoned me here In the silence of this room? This is my room? What are those hangings? I never hooked...

Apple valley in the rains of blood, The echo of elegies On the wounded lips Of ambiance; ruined Moms screaming around The graveyards. Stooping Fathers in their haunting Soliloquies. Valley! A bride plundered By...

Mauji! Cry not if I will arrive not Your star is a suspicion Of every eye. I am an eyesore of Every politician. Why? Mauji! Every night in dreams Mine; I see you Beating...

Kashmir! In springs of peace Decades before sung I had Lyrics of Khatoon And verses of Mehjoor. Oh! Alas! The Pages of time Blood-written nowhere, Dance of the branches mine Trampled got beneath the...

'Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash,' by Leonard Cohen was the most...

Known but uncertain. A macabre aura in her lush green valley Swirls along the lanes and the by lanes, Humming the death songs, and Mocking the mother's lullaby; Inundates...

Andleeb, My child martyr You are not the first To fall a prey To the 'democratic' bullets Of these jingoistic soldiers, Many pinkish blossoms Have faced the invincible frost Of fatal winter In...