Afzal Shauq Poems

I ask you...
Is survival right?
who is that child?
baby of the streets...
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A wish...

That this one sin
This heart's desire
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I will not see to the sun
My eyes refuse
I am not blind
My eyes healthy
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Your name with mine
on walls appeared.
Like me and my shadow
striding together.
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Someone opens their heart
to another
their love hidden...
Like the flower
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I like
the bird
made tired
my wings from flying.
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This is not that nation...
according to Papa's dream

Nor is this life...
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Being Pashtoon
I show no weakness
which lessen name and status
before my children.
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Wind of autumn!
Hot dusty storm!
Well known you are...
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Who is that person?
daughter... sister...lost
bound by blood
in madness cries
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