Shahida Latif


The Recognition


The century passed and we were
On the threshold of new millennium
And heading towards the Millennium Dome:
The dignity and pride of Greenwich.
The young men gathered in throngs
On several spots along the way,
They all were cheering, dancing,
Wrapped in ecstasy, their feet linked
With the strokes of music;
One of the singers
Suddenly asked me where I was from,
And on my response he began to sing
With the new altered tune,
All of them chanted Pakistan! Pakistan!
I too was thrilled with happiness and pride,
My eyes began to shed the tears of twin feelings,
On the recognition
Of myself and my motherland.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 28, 2009

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  • rago rago (4/28/2009 9:07:00 PM)

    i am really proud and felt the inborn quality of belonging. You should be proud and respect the nation. From yur poem I am much elevated and see the joyous moments. A great write and rewarding. Let me give 10 as vote. The least because we have only that much quantified. (Report) Reply

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