Poems from zohak

american pakistani muslim poet from around the corner store.
This is a group poem for four people, each person representing a number. I might add more to it soon :-)   1) On June 21 in UK, two...
It's funny howIf I wear a scarf on my neckPeople don't give me a second glance It's funny howIf I wear a scarf like a headbandPeople don't...
Back when we were all friends Back when nobody used to judge each other –  Because of popularity  Or current trends.     Back when people...
 What happens to poetry unslammed?   Is it frustratingly thrown away - Like an unsolved anagram?   Or does it leave you raw and unsweet –  ...
You know those things People say?    Not the good ones The bad ones Where people talk smack Behind your back Because of the things you may...