Mosul Soul

Kufic : Google Images

Long before ceasefire

from all ends

this soul

is a worn torn city

Rubble and ruins

of homes

and dreams

heartbeat is sometimes

akin to gunfight

The Mosul walls

and the Kufic love

 Tigris of time

full of  corpses

lonely burials in the snow

in Baramulla

and Kabul

choosing tombstones

by scores

once a soul

becomes its own coffin

only then

 the war is no more.

War and Pieces

Image : Google Images

The victor's loot

and the vanquished's shame

the woman in every war

without a name

the destroyed homes

as the shadows of 

kids' tombstones increases

the collateral damages

the unsaid tale of moms

daughters and wives

in war and pieces !

Z - Zbigniew Herbert (Inspirational Writers) #AtoZChallenge

“I could write a treatise

on the sudden transformation

of life into archaeology” 

― Zbigniew Herbert

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Wars that devour homes

and replace

 happy memories

with nightmares

also become poetry

- poems of pain.

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#OrhanPamuk (Inspirational Writers) #AtoZChallenge

"Happiness is holding someone in your arms and knowing you hold the whole world." 

— Orhan Pamuk (Snow)

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Home is a memory

Istranbul, Lhasa, Rawalpindi

a river called

terrorism, partition, war

pins it on a map

like a dead butterfly

and calls it 

just a city.

Diwali

The smoke had a
burnt pungent smell
the noise was deafening

shouts could be heard 
from afar,too distant
to know happy or sad

the lights were
hazed out
in the smog

dead souls
celebrating a victory
almost meaningless

which world war was this?