Poetry
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3.4KWhy does it Snow Red?
Grey, bulgy, cloudy sky, Still pools of rain, with puddles of pain, Childhood memories swim in cold air, Holding silver, slanting ropes...
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Of travelling hearts and contemporary poets: Reading Sonnet Mondal
Poetry being a mellow saga of traveling hearts and dimensions has pushed poets over centuries to travel and traverse across borders to...
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For the love of language: Kashmir’s new age Urdu poets—Part II
Showcasing her multilingual poetic expertise on social media, rhymester Rumuz E Bekhudi has emerged as one of the promising poets from Kashmir...
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For the love of language: Kashmir’s new age Urdu poets—Part I
From the 13th century saintly figures like Lal Ded and Shiekh ul Aalam to progressive writers like Ghulam Ahmad Mahjoor and Abdul...
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Poem: The Dungeon Republic
Beloved belligerence And this prevailing forlorn Strident are our streets: “Anybody? Anyone?” City is grief… Its viziers have fled. A few...
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Poem: A hounded heaven
Dawn to dusk, They scram, In the hounded heaven, In effect, a hell incarnate. One gone, Another comes, The number ticks… Since...
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The Soul of a ‘Paan’, Pichukkhh!
Redness at the, Corners of my mouth. Redness that you think is blood, Redness that I just spat out. Pichuk! Filthy you...
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Poetry: Prima Facie nothing has happened
Detailing the horrendous night of Feb 23-24 1991, when the Indian Army subjugated women of Kunan Poshpora to collective abuse, Ather Zia...
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Poetry: An ode to the country of red roads
I walk on a road, That is red, Cause the asphalt, Was taken off our hearts. The path to our local cemetery,...
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Through the lens of Kashmiri literature: Agha Shahid Ali’s poetry 16 years after his demise
“We shall meet again, in Srinagar, by the gates of the Villa of Peace, our hands blossoming into fists till the soldiers...
