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Sep232021 by editorNo Comments

Poem ‘Word’- Nabeela Ahmed

Poetry

- Nabeela Ahmed Word Don’t say anything else Let me spend the day with this word Let me gently drip it inside me Slowly so those wounds which are deep Can bear it Those parts inside me that have dried and cracked Don’t start sobbing Don’t start screaming with pain With restlessness and excitement They are not use to love They haven’t received a word in centuries Don’t say anything else now Let me spend the day with this word لفظ نبیلہ احمد اور کچھ مت کہو مجھے اِس لفظ کیساتھ دن گزارنے دو اِسے قطرہ قطرہ اپنے اندرٹپکانے دو آہستہ سے، تاکہ وہ زخم جو بہت گہرے ہیں وہ سہ سکیں میرے اندر کےحصے جوسوکھ کر پھٹ چکے ہیں وہ بلک نہ پڑیں چلا نہ اُٹھیں، درد سے بیکراری اور بیتابی سے وہ پیار کے عادی نہیں اِنہیں لفظ ملے صدیاں ...

Aug302021 by editorNo Comments

Tale of a Tiny Girl / Nabeela Ahmed

Poetry

Nabeela AhmedPhoto & Artwork Fozia AbbasHow many species do we share earth with?Humans, jinn and angels is what the Quran tells us. This tiny story is from my family and of sharing space with the jinn.Around fifty years ago, one Eid my aunty came over to stay with my grandparents as she did each Eid with her children. My cousin sister was wearing red glass bangles matching her pretty red shalwar kameez with gold gota around the edges. She wasn't five yet.She played all day in the garden and behind our house in the trees next to the pond. It was from there that she came screaming home and wouldn't stop crying. No amount of comforting would settle her and then my aunty noticed her missing bangles!Now we are only two houses on top of a hill, a treck away from any village and ...

Jul162021 by editorNo Comments

Search For Me in Streams / Nabeela Ahmed

Poetry

Nabeela Ahmed Nabeela Ahmed When I'm goneSearch for me in streamsComing down hillsOver dark, mossy rocksThrough the flat clear puddlesWhere sand has gatheredUnder and over fallen treesAnd on shiny pebblesAnd slippery slabsI'll be the splash doing the river danceTwirling in a ballroom of dervish circlesBefore doing the cha cha cha and merging into the next splosh of waterRising up again to the bhangraPlaying the bansriListening to the guitarSat on the pianoWatching the drummerWith a bubble under my chin for a palmI'll never be the drip drip dripComing down under the waterfallI'll always be the wave that bungee jumps head first, arms out, mouth open and eyes wideI'll enter the water calm and let it cuddle meLie on my back and kick my way steadily down str...

Jul132021 by editorNo Comments

Nabeela Ahmed- Writer, Storyteller, Poetess, Artist, Mirpur/Bradford,

Writers

Nabeela Ahmed is a writer, storyteller, multilingual poet, and spoken word artist. She writes and shares her work in English, Urdu, and Pahari. Her poetry was the main feature of the Keighley Arts and Film Festival in 2020. She has had poems published in England, America, Pakistan, and India. She self-published her book, Despite our Differences via Amazon in 2018 and is currently working on her novel. Click here to access the Kindle edition Despite our Differences! Despite our differences: Nabeela Ahmed (Author)