Allah, Mohammad, Chaar Yaar.

By Alika Gupta

and like you, i love

life and my blood boils up

and i laugh through

eyes which have held

water.

and that poetry,

like bread, is for everyone.

and my veins don't end

in me but in the unanimous

blood of those who struggle

for love,

life,

blood,

eyes,

water,

bread,

and poetry of/for everyone.

“allah, mohammad, chaar yaar.”

By Alika Gupta