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- Poem: Erased
The old memory and its words find its ways in new wards. like a distant flight of birds tired upon discovering new shores and...
- Poem: Trapped
They remain in fear, Inside them, The voices trapped Of all what they can say Chosen they have, Silence... To remain indifferent, All...
- Poem: The Suicide Note- Part 5
Travel they far to the places unknown, In quest for their dreams, in search for peace No cure for this disease, only...
- Poem: The ImpactAs the mind embraces itself In those old avenues of music, As the old expressions alight The moments of separation As I am...
- Poem: Lies There in Ruins, Your Grand Empires!
In rotation, the elements of our existence, In collision, all the decisions of fate, What you leave behind defines its debate, What you...
- Poem: The African Dreams
As these stripes of colour Mark their presence on the old sky The heads held high, as they walk In proud moments of...
- Poem: The Old BetOnly profound apologies I can offer my friend, Only finite excuses I have In my possession, to reflect In this infinite universe To present...
- Poem: The Hungry Face
As she rests her soul against the pole The blistered feet and in tattered clothes The only place, where she can breathe The...
- Poem: Echoes of Existence
There lives an echo on the streets Where she once travelled and breathed As time has drawn its daggers to end The old...
- Poem: Million Characters InsideFrom distant corners of the world, they ask What shall we get you, what is it you want My friends, my strangers,...
- Poem: Weary of Myself
Part 1 Am weary of your politics, You offer nothing But only promise You present nothing But only pain Part 2 Am weary of...
- Poem- Remembering Iqbal - Storm from the East
In weltering moment of olden times, devoid of fortune and directionCometh forward this man, we all know of him...
- Poem- Routines of ConscienceCarries this man with himself different books In moments of reflection and ponder Through moments of protest and anguish In times of...
- Poem: : What Lies in Yesterday?
What lies in yesterday? Only the dust and its fumes Ignore and move on To paths new and not trodden What lies...
- Poem: The Middle East Slaves
Here in the desert, In thousands they arrive, To serve the old pledges In their homelands, With what they have, The promise they made To...
- Poem: The Child's MutinyI have no crimes, Against my name, Only poverty and hunger My constant friends Mutiny in my mind Never escapes, Too little I am, To carry...
- Poem: The Human Landscape
Gathered they have from all quarters, Today is the day we will find, Our voices, our hearts in one place, Today we will...
- Poem: Green Birds of Heaven
In these situations Words cannot accurately Describe and reflect The sense of loss And belonging It is in that silence...
- Poem: The Dance of SolitudeThe solitude and its silence Stands there, the grand empires Built from dreams of the past The old chaos of times From distant...
- Poem: Walking With Wordsworth
The lands we have traversed Different and diverse, Strange and beautiful, in arrival The long walks and drama Lend me your ears,...
- Poem: The Cancer Boy
Never met him, Never knew The pain he carried The little boy In his body The frail and tired And yet, I cry Thousands miles...
- Poem: The Civilizations (Mirrors of Our Existence)From years of our travel We look back Upon these civilizations, From years of adventure We look back Upon these civilizations From days of our...
- Poem: The Old Tombstone
Floating around; in the orbits celestial and earthly in search for wisdom and light as the earth shifts through the seasons of glory and despair Questions remains Of our...
- Poem: 1947 to 2009
In four minutes and few seconds, We will discuss, the progression Of our country, how we moved To depict this story of our...
- Poem: Through The Spider's WebIn the bars of Havana, let’s sit down together Let’s stumble upon conversations of new dimensions Let’s go fly fishing, in the...
- Poetry: The Explosion
Wrapped up In delicacies and intricacies of life – As the morning mist clears Whatever thrown at me, At us as a nation. Every day...
- Poetry: Where Do You Stand?
Here I stand, Upon this pyre My house, as fire smolders out From our actions Of dishonesty and indifference remain they distant in anticipation Of disasters and...
- In My Veins, In My Blood (The Butterfly Effect)
Long time ago, witnessed we all Humans caught up in a trap In self inflated egos and pride Hearts fearful and defeated Shackled were...
- Poem: Guilty
I guess, I have no choice Only to be dictated By my moral fabric And its composition You can pronounce Me guilty, I am yours The verdict...
- Poem: Section 144
Nothing remained in view Of those draconian measures The apparatus of the state And the will of the few, Glued onto the old disease Of...
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