Habib Jalib Poems
- Maulana Too long I have heard you preach and prate, ...
- The Constitution The lamp of which lights only in palaces, ...
- Ghazal Hindustan belongs to me and Pakistan belongs to ...
- Dastoor The light which shines only in palaces Burns up the ...
- The Garden Is A Bloody Mess Our eyes yearn for greenery The ...
- What Does Pakistan Mean? Bread, clothes and medicine A ...
- The Government Of Jack Boots If the dacoit had not had The ...
Habib Jalib was a Pakistani revolutionary poet. A left-wing activist and politician, he was a staunch democrat who opposed martial law, authoritarianism and state oppression.
Habib Jalib was born as Habib Ahmad in a village near Hoshiarpur, British India. He migrated to Pakistan after partition and worked as a proofreader in Daily Imroze, Karachi. He was a progressive writer and soon started to grab the audience with his enthusiastic recitation of poetry. He wrote in plain language, adopted a simple style and addressed common people and issues. But the conviction behind his words, the music of his voice and his emotional energy coupled with the sensitivity... more »
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Too long I have heard you preach and prate, Maulana
But so far there has been no change in my fate, Maulana
Keep to yourself your preachings of gratefulness
My heart, like an arrow, they penetrate, Maulana
The truth, only you know or God knows
They say that Jimmy Carter is your pir incarnate, Maulana
The land to the landlords, the machine to the despoilers
This, according to you, is God's dictate, Maulana
Why don't millions fight for Palestine
Prayers alone cannot from chains liberate, Maulana
Pir: Sufi Saint
[Translated from Urdu Poem 'Maulana']