Snowfall in Delhi

The window pane separates me from the withered poplar The sodden lawn has day’s footprints engrossed soiled shoes are half immersed in rain December wind whooshes flaps the window . I press my forehead against the cold pane as I breathe, it blurs the lawn, it sweats as I gasp . I am thousand miles …

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My heart is a perforated sheet

Qadri Inzamam My heart is a perforated sheet Wrap it around your heart Paint it red, or any other color you like. What do you get on your heart - Red Stains; Or the wounds of my heart? If only you could read these stains You could read me If only you could fill these …

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This Autumn I Shall Disappear

Qadri Inzamam That secluded bench; under the shadow of blazing Chinar, in autumn; when life greets death It will be secluded again, this autumn. Memories, like leaves, Will wither Desires will fade and Morbidity will fascinate It all repeats Life and death, and death and life. There lies nothing beyond and nothing between; truth and …

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