The Mole
The mole on the face
Adding to her attraction,
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Politics
How nasty are those
Who do it politics,
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Nuclear Summer
Nuclear summer,
How baffling will it be
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The black cat
Jumping from the mud house
Of the hamlet home
With the burning-burning eyes,
...
One day I had been burning
My father
With the lifeless body
Placed over the pyre
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To talk of Kashmiriyat
Is not to deny
Access to Kashmiri pundits,
Living in camps
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There was a time
When they used to handshake
So warmly
Holding the hands in grip,
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Boss, my boss, your boss
Is coming
In the pants and shirt
And belt
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He is a daruman,
Sells not,
Country liquor
But takes to
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