Poetic License

The parallels between Andreyev and Manto are astounding, but, unlike Manto, Andreyev's work has fallen into obscurity

She talks in song and smiles along, She is every Romeo’s Juliet delight

The poet’s heartfelt reminder of water scarcity in Thar is all the more poignant during the global climate movement

Without you, I wander on ways I should not; with my body weary and my eyes beady, my soul begins to rot.

Two poetic tributes to Bibi Zainab (AS) and her sermon in the works of two of Pakistan’s greatest feminist poets.

There is a cross in this snow, there is a trail of blood, and that — is the only thing, I’ll follow.

You see the posh Prado that does not belong, you see the glock pointed, “Sir, go along”.

Because only a mother can cherish your existence, despite the haunted past that flashes with your presence!

He bought her new clothes for Eid, but that was all he could afford with his meagre income.

All that’s left will be our speck in the darkness and the will to conform