Detailing the horrendous night of Feb 23-24 1991, when the Indian Army subjugated women of Kunan Poshpora to collective abuse, Ather Zia...
I walk on a road, That is red, Cause the asphalt, Was taken off our hearts. The path to our local cemetery,...
“We shall meet again, in Srinagar, by the gates of the Villa of Peace, our hands blossoming into fists till the soldiers...
Half a decade before the Jawaharlal Nehru University would erupt and subsequently come under fire for hosting a talk about The Country Without...
blackout poems by muhammad nadeem Blackout poetry falls in the category of ‘found poetry’ in which one focuses on rearranging words to...
I) No glitter in the eyes behind pane of the battered window, The consternation of my heart breaks a saucer...
Yes, you were not there, when they snatched my scarf, from my head. You have not seen them, entering my home, in...
The country that they ask to forget its name, It exists in the thought, That always comes to a mad poet,...
Hey you! Look at my water tinged wings, Know that I can dive better than most. I live high up in the...