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Another combustible day Some inflamed breakfast porridge Some simmering enraged lentils Served alongside, some meek bland rice Slump into our gullets. Destinies applauded, not one morsel wasted Chosen mortals, greater…
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Days and days past, I stare at leftovers in finished plates of Biriyani- Bones and bones without feathers- bones and bones before flight. Your Umma's hands dipping your black hair strands into the white…
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Amidst the excitement over drinks Smoking pot and hasty hook ups There is a deafening silence Because nobody ever talks. Nobody initiates a heart to heart Conversation that has power to heal A conversation that can give…
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Words are weary Overworked and travel stained. Constant use and reuse Severely tested their strength Long sentences and cliched usages Have put in their toll. Words had to rule over letters With an iron…
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They ask me what's my religion? As I belong to the northern region. Are you a Sikh or a Punjabi, they ask, Answering this question is quite a task. I smile and say, "Humanity is My Religion" It has always been this way. I might…
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When I was 16, I wanted to rebel against the government. O! How to tell you! But that was a time of blood and gore. I have watched men run on fire. By fire, I don’t mean the one that catches your heart, but the real…
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Imiss strangers More than friends. The old man who pass by, And gives me a smile. The woman who sit beside And ask if I'm taken. The man who sits opposite And gives a look as if I'm the most beautiful. The little boy with…
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Afternoon sun Blazed hot Scorching all life Plants drooped Trees stood transfixed People remained inside Hibernating. Screams of a woman Pierced the afternoon Dark smoke rose From outside The…
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It’s easy to say, Everything will be okay. When you haven't been through tough days. When it's hard to get up from bed, And thinking everything would have been easier, If you were already dead. So, next time "I'm here" is all…
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His fingers quiver, they touch Folds worn by her nape. Gaze sits, stirring impish glances Into a doppelganger, A rigid tonic called caution, Gobbled at brusque bends. When glints of a pole star fell, Ripples of her heart affirmed,…
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