Muhammad Shanazar (25-11-1960 / Pakistan)
We Dig Graves
Our past and future are the same,
The river of pain and pleasure,
That flows through is the same,
The soil, the crops and the colour
Of sunlight are the same too,
On both sides similar people live,
And we fight unconcluded fights.
What a victory! What a defeat!
Only Man suffers in the fight of ego.
O! Our common enemy,
Torment us no more, just to please you
We are digging,
Our graves with our own hands.
(Contents are derived from the Ghazal of Dr. Jawaz Jaffri and converted into English poem by Muhammad Shanazar)
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