Poetry

Close Your Eyes

By Muhammad Shahrukh Khan, Dow University of Health Sciences Fugitive and illusively wise; Colors of her soaked in dyes. Hours when no one rescues twice, In troubles and gambles she burst and cries! Just then, close your eyes; And play with the dream that lets you retry. When words become…

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Human Construction in the Materialistic World

By Fakiha Hassan Rizvi  Institute of Communication Studies University of the Punjab, Lahore Image source: redjenney.blogspot.com  Two sockets to accommodate a pair of eyes Due to them this complex device cries But today, man has taught them to become spies Dwelling in them is lust for ephemeral joys Two cartilaginous sound…

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An Ineffable Blessing

By Usman Hadi PIEAS                     A dream which is too far to catch A wish with which reality can hardly match A thought of complete fantasy A prayer which is thought to disappear A vision which isn’t at all clear Suddenly,…

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Dyaar-e-Lahore (Nazm)

By Zahra Murghis Image source: cities.wikia.com Ravi ke kinarey ham basney waley Data darbar ke ham hain rakhwaley Pegham pyaar ka ham dainey waley Dyaar-e-Lahore ke ham jo rehney waley Data ki yeh jo soni nagri hai Dil walon ki haan ye basti hai Pehchan gham ki bhi yahan haqeeri…

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Do They Have a Right to Smile?

Youth Diaries 16 Days of Activism against Gender Violence Human Rights Day Special By Haseeb Abdul Sultan Image source: getskill.org When I stop at the fields And watch the trains pass by, I see them playing, I see them smile. Amidst all the poverty, And the never ending cries, Their…

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Autumn

By Anonymous, age 11 Crisp and sweet, Is the Air Dappled gold, The wind Sailing through a summer blown breeze… Flaming leaves, Seem twinned Aura of dire Dance through the day And at night, Frost bites… Warm and cool clash at this time Their Cry heard over chime Ghost stories…

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Too Little, Too Late

By Rizka Saleha It’s good to know that you care, good to know that I meant something But darling, darling it’s too little, too late. How I wish things were different, but life isn’t ideal, I took the high road, the road less travelled by and you will never know…

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The Boy Who Cried Wolf

By Lubaina Ehsan The writer writing this is neither a poet nor a philosopher. She is just a person who  was sitting by the window (yes, a typical sensational scene) one day and remembered all the childhood stories she used to hear. With the writer’s baby sister singing nursery rhymes…

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The Peace Station

By Usman Hadi Image source: blog.sojo.net Fields set on fire and water supplies stopped Shooting guns and looting houses, Burning gardens, barbaric atrocities, Scholars killed, mosques set on fire, Leaders killed in open places, Is this the call of all?? Freedom is what we desire, Rivers of blood at enemies’…

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I Met My Love after 7 years! – A Postlude

By Muhammad Shahrukh Khan I met my love after seven years, When my life had finally changed its’ gears, Frozen like statue; my reaction was never clear, Either recall my haunted past with fear, or welcome the babe with holy cheer, or sit idle and do nothing but stare, Her…

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Sound of Silence

By Sadaf R.   Image source: www.positivemen.blogspot.com  The night falls onto this world, The one that’s only mine, And there, I shall stand as a loner, Figuring out these broken lines. I reach out by the hand; The sound of silence creeps through my veins, I feel a touch in…

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I am from

By Summaya Mushtaq, Age 9 I am from a country so divine And lands so fine Where cold gushing streams Flow as if in dreams I am from blood and sweat Which our forefathers met Heroes which arose from the doubt And spoke of freedom from their mouth I am…

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Temporary

By Rabail Zahra Temporary Like the feeling that takes your breath In an instant of fleeting delight. Mesmerized Lost in insensibility, Dreaming for a lighted moment that must be waiting nearby. The world stays intact All yours, And then tearing apart Into tiny bits of energy, one by one. Everything…

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Friends Forever

By Sultan Abdul Haseeb I wrote this poem after I got done with my high school/college in a boarding school and left all my friends behind with whom I had spent almost five years. This poem symbolizes the love and purity of our relationship that I pray, lasts forever. Staying awake after…

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Do You Not Miss Me at All?

By Sadaf R. Image by the poet Source: Internet  Do you ever think of the old times and think of me? Do you ever recall how it used to be? When nothing was misunderstood and you were there, I saw you changing, all through it while I stood alone here. I…

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