Paraded Hate Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Paraded Hate



Flaunt the paraded hate, actors
There's no catharsis, the play
As devoid, an anti-climax -
Fathers and sons, embrace
Brothers and sisters whisper.
Your little heels, do you think, are
Shaking earth? Except that you look
Miserable chested turbaned pawns.

Gilgit
November 3,2014.

Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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Kingmaker, debut album by Pine Barrens,2013 @ The elementary revolt
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