Poetry
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Dar-O-Deewar Ki Nazron Se Dekha Karte Hai
This is the first Urdu ghazal – if it qualifies to be one – that I have written. Continue reading
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At One With The Sky
‘Time, say many, has perished in this urge to fly Beyond the clouds soaked in blood in the sky.’ Continue reading
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The Man With No Feet
‘Only the legless Remnants of his godless existence remain untouched By the sun’s all-pervading rays’ Continue reading
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Observances Of The Afternoon
‘For the ways of the world to touch me, enthral me, I must lose myself to the woods of the east which Beckon my attention soon after the sun rises’ Continue reading
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To A Niece Whom I Had Not Seen Until Today
‘Your hands moved in a silent dance that I had not Been party to until today’ Continue reading
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Stifling Moments of Ease
‘The unhappiness of the afternoons was brought to The fore by the joyful remembrances of the evening.’ Continue reading
Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.
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