A letter to Agha Shahid

The painful roars
Of enslaved city
rocking my cradle of youth
And your grave Shahid,
deny the entry to the
garden of proof.

Ransacked touring hordes
Of lies untold
she speaks frequently of
to embarass me
And my being.
To you jehlum flows.

Altered vision of envisionedblueness
And useful red sky
of country waiting
for a post office.
Its pages fill my longing for you….
The fear of being caught writing to you


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