Think Beyond ‘Gul Aur Bulbul’ Poetry
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Think Beyond ‘Gul Aur Bulbul’ Poetry

Bani Umer Poetry is a strain of literature that uses aesthetic and rhythmic qualities of language such as, phonaesthetics, sound symbolism and matter to evoke meanings in addition to or in place of the prosaic ostensible meaning. Although there is…

Literariness of Literature
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Literariness of Literature

Ashraf Lone What is or what constitutes a literature, most of the readers understand it. There are hundreds of definitions of literature. After reading some of the best books of world literature, one clearly comes to know, what literature is…

LADY HALIMA; TO HUNT LIFE
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LADY HALIMA; TO HUNT LIFE

Raees Ahmed I know her name,I believe,maybe Halima, Semblance of Halima,her aim like Halima, Lady Halima roam from door to door, Men to men, shore to shore, To hunt life. While she paint her legend, I rest nigh, To those…

Beauty and Beauty
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Beauty and Beauty

Raees Ahmed Oft men pipe up of vales and gales, That wobble spring buds and leaves, And of old unsung fairy tales, Before lovers meet, of that eves. Of Unravished bride and fair kisses, Arcadian jiffies beside their beau, And…

Beauty and Beauty
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Beauty and Beauty

Raees Ahmed Oft men pipe up of vales and gales, That wobble spring buds and leaves, And of old unsung fairy tales, Before lovers meet, of that eves. Of Unravished bride and fair kisses, Arcadian jiffies beside their beau, And…

A Different Vision
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A Different Vision

Aazib Manzoor In the orchard I sit silent With Rumi on my side Near me the breeze flows Rustling the long popular And the green pumpkin leaves Where butterflies drop their tastes These trees stand short Of the sky looming…

Blessed be I
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Blessed be I

Aakash Nengroo My soul ingnited With your eyes. Beeming with pure love Untouched by the limitations Of the material world Blessed be us At peace in a perfect embrace Beyond the time and space Within our own world That shines…

Kashmir, The Fallen Apart
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Kashmir, The Fallen Apart

Kashmir I behold thee fallen apart, Doused in an ocean of dark red tears, Cosmic reflector casts thine woebegone estate. The blood that spills seizes the aroma of moon. The night wind woes, in unison I hear the heart-rending cries,…

Book Review: The Wretched of The Earth by Frantz Fanon
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Book Review: The Wretched of The Earth by Frantz Fanon

Shinzani Jain Book: The Wretched of the Earth. Author: Frantz Fanon Publisher: New York: Grove Press, 1963 Pages: 317 Pages Frantz Fanon’s radical text ‘The Wretched of the Earth’ is counted as one of the most influential literatures on psychoanalysis of colonialism, colonial violence…

Mother
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Mother

Took my pain for holding me, When I was a worthless drop, For me, flysheet you are, Enshrined me from evaporation. Thou are the candle, Burned thyself, enlightened me, Deathless, your care for me, Frazzled thyself, fretted me, Made thyself…

Introspection
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Introspection

  Only I'll embrace you, Only I'll show you the secrets, The secrets of love... It did put conditions that I could sense I felt unwonted Do you remember? When spring asked me! Little amount of curiousness I also had…

Her
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Her

WHEN I SAW HER   When my eyes fell on her some thing happened inside me I could not gather what was thee.. May be It was love for me My heart inside raced  like a car For me it…

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Kashmir Unheard

Walking down the Bab e Syed and sipping the coffee And thinking about the one who has gone to fetch the toffee I was reading here in M.A Library But my soul was somewhere in Kashmir Kashmir, the first kingdom…