Mehreen Mujeeb (4th November 1993 / Lahore, Pakistan)
Biography of Mehreen Mujeeb
Mehreen Mujeeb Poems
Why should we suffer? Why should we pay? Why should we do this everyday? We are tired of doing this everyday
Look into your mirror And tell me what you see Is it really you? Or someone you cannot be
Poverty Doesn’t Laugh
Fill the rivers, With poverty’s tears, Only then will they be filled with innocent water. The brick that fills poverty’s throat
Bail My Feelings
My pen can’t write, Feelings on my paper. My heart and mind fight, To find words to display;
I Need You
Truths and lies have now made me numb, Even tears of mine do not know why they rain. The truth hits me as it comes,
Behind The Picture And Its Frame
The fire in his eyes, The anger in his teeth; Is not real.
Dew electrocutes the grass Not a day it forgets Water shatters like pieces of glass Slowly flowing into sunset.
She falls Like a mountain slipping from the sea She’s desolate Yet she believes.
God ignites fire He ignites fire everywhere free The flames spread wild Planting flowers jading we.
Braille And Sign Language
Darker Night by night I still tip-toe in the rain.
Can people please stop driving cars; Screeching on striped, glossy roads. On mother earth’s bare skin we have made scars, By those rugged tyres that scorch.
Hard To Say Goodbye
Talking to myself I don’t know what to say I don’t know myself I don’t know anyone else.
Drowning In Thirst
My clouds keep getting heavier Please tell me if they’re clouds Or just mist floating by What lies in those clouds
Pieces of twigs bullet across They pierce through the air The breeze snatches leaves The orange sky breathes through bare trees.
Come on soldier.
Get off of your battlefield
Let me take you to a place
Where your weapons are sealed.
Come on soldier.
Look me in the eye