✒️:. Mohd Ishaq Shah Far from the maddening crowd,I seek a refuge in nature, beloved.A thunderous clamor rages outside,Yet nature’s...

✒️:. Mohd Ishaq Shah How do I measure worth,How do I judge the rate,What shapes the world today,Truth, or crafted...

✒️:. Mohd Ishaq Shah I am made of bone and flesh,Fallible and faulty, never fresh.Stinky, sinful, Satan’s servant so,With a...

✒️:. Mohd Ishaq Shah Long ago, would Yeats say, on fire,Turning and turning in widening gyre,The falcon cannot hear the...

✍️:. Mohammad Ishaq Shah The darkest night does not scare me,As much as the horrible hours of morning’s wee.I am...

My enemy…. the unknown soldierfrom the land beside my own— Before I strike,or you strike me,in this far-off, godless place,...