Degwar, Jhullas, KrishnaGhati

Tarninote, Kotli, Tattapani

Names flicker on my timeline
places I have been to
and places I imagine I have been to

Tonight, there’s no difference
between two –
known and imagined.

Grief unites us,
having lost loved ones
on either sides
to aggressors
imagined and known.

In the TV debates
figures flicker as count
and every death is a
befitting reply
for incursions
known and imagined

And so the collective conscious
is satisfied from
flagellation of distant identities
divided across nations –
some known and some imagined.