In Delhi
written by: Nazim ZarSinner
If I were Emperor of the Mughal Crown in Delhi
British brutality’s storm would haven’t blown in Delhi
Heaven of the Earth (Kashmir) is bathed in blood everyday
Nothing but death’s rose garden is daily grown in Delhi
She was so white and soft last month when left Shimla in North
Air is bad, my girlfriend’s skin is turning brown in Delhi
Have become representative of Europe’s splendor
Pieces of art stolen from and never shown in Delhi
There are casts and religious fights there, nothing else
Seed of peace and friendship has never been sown in Delhi
Has seen many destroyers, yet standing in existence
Can be seen symbols of every up and down in Delhi
Nazim ZarSinner is an Urdu and English language poet and translator from Pakistan. His books of Urdu poems, Biaz e Hawas and Saair e Fitrat have been published online.
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