I watch you from afar, you stand with your back against a wall, and a firing squad in the front! The first shot is fired… …but no instant death, It was at your name! The second shot also doesn’t kill, it was at your attire! Next one was at your meal on the table! And the next one at your[Read More...]
I can see your ribs cracking and the bones bleeding within. Your eyes are numb tears frozen. I can see your hands shaking your legs heavy. Your heart is pounding breath rushing. I can see you standing alone watching a bulldozer ravaging memories, warmth and prayers, the favorite tea pot ammus’s prayer room. I can see the tumbling of your[Read More...]
Save…Save…Save Every life Every water drop Even every broken vessel All can be mended Even those ripped apart Nurturance Empathy Compassion And so She would ceaselessly Murmur As the timeless brook Of centuries Old in years But an adolescent dreamer Holding on To revival Resurgence Resurrection The grand lady Of an age-old manor Mother…grand mother Of so[Read More...]
Standing frozen in a dark pond of shit Filling my neck with stink and puke I looked around to see many others breathing With their heads above the dark liquid shit Souls filled with fear to look around or down. Then I saw a reflection of light twinkling Penetrating the shadows of the leaves Of a mango tree of hope[Read More...]
The burden of absence savages the heart. How to give voice to the horrors of grief? In the valley of tears rivers from Eden run red with the salt of blood. In this Promise Land parents and prayers are exiled by violence. Each day an angel is fallen. The naming of victims! In gardens of hatred the flowering of graves.[Read More...]
The images that I saw on screen Could never compete with the images in real life The magic lantern never had The magic of real life. Stories were too many To blast any troubled brain With experiences and ideas unlimited. In an attempt to reduce life in frames The creation of images became superior To the creation of life itself.[Read More...]
The battle rages on For reasons little known War and hunger Symbiotic One nourishing the other Fiercely… Women clutching their offspring And in their clasped palms The seeds of sunflower As roots cling soil For an identity For survival… The nightingale’s plaintive song Across drooping branches of willow Across all barrenness To the Creator… Dr. Supatra Sen, Associate[Read More...]
(A Dystopian Nation) Under the rubble of a whole nation we have only phalluses billions of phalluses nothing else where history is edited and the future is smoky phallus rules everything. Everything for phallus phallus for everything. Every hour four women are raped Innumerable vaginas tattered Millions murdered Some burnt alive Deep inside me a phallus rules my anatomy threatens[Read More...]
(for Askia Muhammad[1]) the hateful’s favorite tool for dismantling dissension, their weapon of choice for punishing those who refuse to […]
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For the Turban-headed Orthodox I am their headline of meets and seminars Yet, they keep me out of every stage And gloat about Islam’s Equality age For the self-serving Extremists I am the trump card of revolution They appropriate my name and form To escalate their identity game For the liberal Agnostic I am the eternal victim Of[Read More...]
