Written By Sughra Sadaf
Translated By Muhammad Shanazar
He who regards me a half being,
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Written By Sughra Sadaf
Translated By Muhammad Shanazar
I urge for the rainy season,
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Written By Sughra Sadaf
Translated By Muhammad Shanazar
Some unknown pangs
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“You passed away and I am left behind,
With your kids: two daughters and a son.
Two years have passed since you have departed,
And for me these proved the centuries.
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O! Great lady you performed
Your role contributing heroically,
But you died an engineered death.
The dynamite placed deeper
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I went through
This busy bazaar
Yesterday;
Here sat a man
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Bomb blast then holocaust,
Blood here, blood there,
And blood all around
Is the fate of my countrymen.
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I stood all alone
On the round rock,
And beheld below
Into the valley,
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(Written when the media broke the news of police brutality at Pindi Battian in presence of M.P.A.)
O! My poor people,
Run, run, and run!
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Four dejected sons,
Shouldered a catafalque,
Of their deceased father,
Each propped the corner,
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