That is my child
My child stands at the corner of the street, intattered clothes, smelling of rotten fish, selling fragrant flowers to you. You scr…
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Stop the war
I dreamt of a destructed land last night, Walked around and met a wounded child, She was lying in between dead people, It was the …
Kill me, for I have spoken
Colour me red, paint me black,brush me dead, back on track,picture perfect, vivid deploy,peace stagnant, you destroy. Shoot everyo…
The morning I stood still
Qambar is enthralling during thewintertime. Its calm mornings with the mist and cool air mesmerise me. However, do not ever let yo…
My father: Absent but always present
Myfather, who is hardly ever here,Lines his walls with booksAs though to prevent them from falling in. The mismatched clothes he l…
Radiated mind
I painfully limp towardsa pile of poetry buried in dust, Devouring words and lines Like the bittersweetintoxication of a spinal ta…
She left me on my wedding day
We had been together since forever. I always respected her and cared for her feelings. It was a perfect relationship between us. I…
Come home my child
Come home my child,school is overIt has beenblown upI know some of your mates have been takenTheir parents, shattered, battered, b…
He who changed my life
I was part of the elite ─ the privileged, the damned.Yes, I was a part of those cadres of people who have dominated this country…
Moments before death
Screeching tires. A blood curdling scream. A crash. Silence. Laughter. Small hands holding on tight. The world going round and rou…
