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Bedtime Story, A Poem

by S.Mubashir Noor

Silly goose,
Mommy’s gonna tuck you in tight
No monsters under the bed
No bogeyman in sight
And yes on the news,
Those people were just playing dead
Had a paint-ball fight,
Guess they only used red

God likes bowling too,
And you’ve heard how loud that can be
Those people running around
Just had wish-lists for Him to read
You get extra vacation,
For being the good boy that you are
And yes you can use their panic room
To day-dream in the dark

It’s just two brothers scuffling
They don’t see eye-to-eye
One seeks daddy’s approval,
The other in him stick a hunting knife
Each believes in the singularity of his purpose
Point guns at each other in God’s name
But God has left the building young one
They’re just poster-children for the holy gravy train.

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Pushto Poetry: Things are like they were!

Aadil Shah

The poem below is breath-taking in its original content in Pushto. My love for the verses made me try and ruin them through a translation but that could be forgiven, for everything is fair in love and .. err .. I don’t wanna talk of war as it reminds me our war ravaged Pushtun belt — a sad sad story being played in our backyards.

Lets look at the rich Pushto literary tradition and we’ll find people like Rehman Baba, Khushal Khan, Ghani Khan, Amir Hamza Shinwari and many many more who stirred the hearts and souls through the magic of their words. Continue reading

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A SENTENCE FOR DEATH

A poem by HUR

A noose

let loose

before dawn.

Blood

in vain

leaps to the finish.

Sun

rises with

shame.

A neck

hangs long

on our tomorrow.

Spirit

vacates

legend occupies.

Death O’ Death

search

the killer.

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Balochistan (The Earthquake Poem)

THEY NEED OUR HELP, SUPPORT AND ALL WHAT WE CAN DO, AS THEY ARE US, AND WE ARE THEM in this hour of their need (Kashkin)

I am beyond those limitations
Of suffering and indifference
Years of neglect, and its toll
The divine gifts and its effect
All in presence, all to witness

The land is barren and dry
Full of life, are humans , carries
The message and its formation
All there to be seen, to witness
Through years of neglect

In me, marks of civilization
Remain in me, the natural reservoirs
Carry they with me with pride
The people of my land
Carry they with me hate
The rulers of this land, Continue reading

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Accepter la responsabilité

by Kashkin

Many years they spent in control,
Of our fates and dreams,
Of all the time given to rectify
The old mistakes, the old blunders

Avoided they have, this responsibility
Like those old fears, glued to bones
Not a virtue they say “to accept”
The years of guilt- in conscience and soul Continue reading

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CONDEMNED! – a poem

by Zeenath Jahan
Dedicated to all the girls slaughtered at their fathers and brothers false ‘honour’.

I call out in the peopled emptiness

Mouthing my words to the hearing deaf,

Shaking the babbling mute to speak up,

For each sordid crime against a woman;

Deafening silence, greets my plea

“Won’t you love your female child?”

The girl born to your house that night

The mewling helpless little babe

Reaching out in faith and trust

Not seeing the gun hid behind your back! Continue reading

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The unreasonable – a poem

by Aadil Omer

“A reasonable man adapts himself to the world while an unreasonable man tries to adapt the world to himself, so all the the progress depends on the unreasonable men”
(George Bernard Shaw)

Its not just today,
That I’ve been scorned,
For venturing into,
A land; unseen.
That I’ve been shunned,
For flouting the norms,
Set by those who
call themselves ‘normal’. Continue reading

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