Long Kashmiri Poems

Sitting in the living room on a rather
chilly winters evening, reading the life
journal of a daughter whose parents, 
Pakistani and Kashmiri both dead when
she was really young. 

In an alternate narrative, the clock moves
as fast...

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Concluding Part of

Oh’ Kashmir  - Last Part 2


One grave mistake was 
Shown by the decision makers 
Of Kashmir,
To convert the green valley,
Into a valley of concrete. 
Dams, buildings and houses,
Were built on places, 
Which...

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I picture Kashmir through lightened KL. I see Kashmir through deserted eyes.
I am writing an elegy. While my Kashmir burns.
My blood has contents of a coward. 
What results my thoughts will forward.
Tears have dried. Heart...

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When the chilly wind starts blowing from the North, 
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When innocent got killed, others left,
Beyond the hills to unknown lands,
Escaping death that chased foot prints,
With nothing, just the empty hands.

Helpless *Pandits, became homeless,
Feet on ground and sky over head,
Horror and fear gripped their minds,
Their...

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Creasing Out Happiness

My little luxuries of life I refuse to barter
With Solomon's or Queen Sheba's treasures
Its ecstasy bewitches and beguiles me
As pirates to laden vessels to surfeit

Scrubbed and freshened from bath salts
I prepare for my...

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PARADISE LOST

P oisonous minds roamed in Valley of joy, 
A nd their mission was to kill and destroy.
R uthless bullets pierced the innocent hearts,
A ngry devils tried to tear the Valley apart.
D eath danced every...

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Ha! Ha! The first letter’s the last,
 Like the zinnia, the zho, the zufolo, the zoo of animals, the zebra of Sahara, or the zeal of youth.
The second letter’s the first,
Like the Kashmiri apple, the...

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Now love, I shall see 
you there…
You are you and I 
not I.
Noble in deeds, 
unparalleled in beau,
In status high whilst 
very humble,
Loving—truly, and 
loyal.
And I a Kashmiri 
over again, 
Born but after 
independence–
No road...

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I am sitting over the mount’s top
On the highest rock
Watching the city’s scene;
As the bucks in countries
In summers do,
Rise to the highest point and stare down the dale,
Seeing in the side
Their beloveds live.
Oh come on!...

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When I Didn't Know Pirs Don't Marry Others

O love! How was it before! 
When we were free…
 That Nature's our yard; 
And played whole days, the amusing love-games. 
When something like ‘society’ we didn’t know;...

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O love! How was it before!
When we were free…
That Nature’s our yard;
And played whole days, the lovely love games.
When something like ‘society’ we didn’t know;
When our families had no role.
When I didn’t know, your religious...

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Remembering in my Parents’ Prime
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Ah! This snowy still night, at bedtime;
Reminds me of the picnic pictures,
I as a boy would imagine,
Dad and mom must have had a great time
In icy Gulmarg.
Raising her veil, slightly smiling...

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