Category Archives: Poems

Faiz Ahmed Faiz and the Bangladesh Liberation War (1971)

After a brief visit of about ten days, I returned from Dhaka at the end of 2011, which happened to be the fortieth birth anniversary of Bangladesh. During my stay, I interacted with academics, scholars, and lay people about the … Continue reading

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A few lines

You ask me, “Why are you always so angry?’ I would say, “I speak the language of the margin.” You ask me, “Why are you so conceited?” I would say, “Because I speak to the humility of privilege.”

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Loneliness

It’s a Saturday night, Men hang around the porticos, Laughing and smoking away The aroma of toil wafting Around their limp sinews. *** I trudge on the sidewalk, Joining shoulders with men and women, Inhaling the loneliness of their Weed-soaked … Continue reading

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Violence

Every time I give, I create a tiny hole inside me;   Filled with memories of hurt humiliation abuse.   Every time you take, you cause violence; poking with your finger, the raw wound.   Every time I give, I … Continue reading

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Fragments

We hold on to our little fragmented digits; The gigabytes and megabytes bridging our physical distance; Carrying with them our desires in the pores of atoms in chips.

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Imaginary Pathways

When we started on this journey, Neither you nor I did know We have started walking Like the child’s first few baby steps.   Then one day we look back, And we see we have traveled far From what was … Continue reading

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Two Poems

The Happy Prince in New York City “Could you please carry the ruby of my eye and give it to that little boy?” asked the happy prince.   The little sparrow flew over the city watching the festivities in the … Continue reading

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