Iftekhar Bukhari

Last poem of the 14th century

Write this too in the new scriptures
that the last journey
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Blackout
A little boy he was, scared
whose exams weren't far off
and he had to memorize yet
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Rain over the graves
The rain falls
The rain falls over the dusty graves
It is inundated, far and wide
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Have you ever seen?
Have you ever seen
in the blessed noon times
old and frail women
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Petra
After crossing
many oceans, many deserts
jungles and downpours
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Old woman and Catherine

'Dense fog there is today'
Spreading the grains
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The Room

The room where I live,
someone else is in there too
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There was nothing in between

There was nothing in between,
out of which a tale was woven
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The stars had predicted…

There, on the shores of the Red Sea
shimmering moons, in the cubicles
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Reflectionless

You are not aware
how beautiful you are
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The Story

The headlamps on and
with the tools of excavation
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Be my comforter in this night of the pain

Be my comforter in this night of the pain
Wipe off my eyes,
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December

On the desolate parapets of
the abodes, perched high and low;
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Where would I go

Wandering on some edge of the dawn
these stars too, would wither away
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