Graveyard of empires

Syed Jesarat   The postman hasn’t Left the post office since Two decades, My Dream’ letters – to the Broken mirror of Himalayas Will never reach you But the scattered carcasses.   The pocket letters of Our times’ are hollow shadows of memories snatched away And kept in a dungeon … Read more →

No Lockdown can overcome us

Khan Ansur   Nothing is new neither this plague nor its lockdown it came with.   All along, we’ve been witness to so many plagues and lockdowns.   Not only social distancing, the plague of occupation exposed us to communication lockdowns as well.   Since the past seven decades, the … Read more →

The Coalman

Gulam Mohammad Khan Barely weeks before the arrival of long winters ­- when the reaping and binding and threshing is done, when the barns are full, when flocks of swallows migrate to warmer places, when the green foliage slowly wears on a yellowish hue, when the rivers flow low and … Read more →

Your Brother

iKoshur Your brother walks in shadows, roams the land in utter secrecy, his image alive in a multitude of hearts that are far too many to count. His feet touch upon the soil like determined whispers of a man whose voice is louder than any force a million strong. His … Read more →

Two poems by Naveed Ul Hassan Bhat [Urdu]

اس دورِ بے آر میں   اس دورِ بے آر میں پھولوں کی آبرو پہ سوال ہے – کانٹوں کے قہقہے میں گلشن کے رندوں کی جوانی ہے-   نظامِ حسرت میں چند گلابوں کا کھلنا ہے- یہ رات کے جاموں میں زنداں کی روانی ہے-   شاعروں کی نظموں … Read more →