“Mar gayee bulbul qafas mein Keh gayee sayyaad se Apni sunehri gaand mein Tu thoons le fasl-e-bahaar She died in her cage, the little bird, These words she left for her captor – Please take the spring harvest And shove it up your gilded arse”
― Ministry of Utmost Happiness
― Ministry of Utmost Happiness
“In Damascus:
poems become diaphanous
They’re neither sensual
nor intellectual
they are what echo says
to echo . . .”
―
poems become diaphanous
They’re neither sensual
nor intellectual
they are what echo says
to echo . . .”
―
“Ultimately, the most romantic thing is the heart, and every sensitive person carries in himself old cities enclosed by ancient walls.”
― The Walk and Other Stories
― The Walk and Other Stories
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