Javed Iqbal Poems

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1.
The African Bliss

That African child was hardly eleven
With his sister approaching seven
Hunger was evident in their faces
They were wearing the shoes without laces
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2.
The Refugees

In the cool, narrow streets of my city
There live great people
But the time creates paucity
I can't visit all the places
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