Dr.jawaz Jaffri Poems

The seed of war grows well,
On the farm of hatred;

I abhor wars,
Though my victory be certain;
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Hiroshima!
The first post-destruction flower,
That blossomed in your soil,
Resting in my nostrils,
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My dear world
That has been festooned by my forefathers
With the labour of generations,
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We from inward
Have negated violence,
And acknowledged,
From the core of heart,
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My Enemy!
Have you forsaken reading
That is written on the hems of petals
With the hands of dew?
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I am from a tribe of warriors
That has been going through warfare
Since several centuries,
My farms grow head instead of crops,
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The womb
Of the earth is bleeding,
Perhaps
The last day of life on this
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The bargain of peace,
Does not award commission;
All favour death,
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Give me
The wages of my hands,
So that I could dig the earth.
I have dug a canal of milk,
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I before my death,
Have composed,
An elegy of the Earth,
Which (after war)
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