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An Elegy
(Attributed to Faiz Ahmed Faiz)

O! Faiz, my reverend poet,
What have you done,
In Respect Of Ahmed Nadeem Qasmi
O! God of seas and continents,
How many people are there,
In the deviated multitude,
Of men and women,
I Have To Do Yet A Lot Of Chores
Someone plucked out my lashes,
And twisted them into a cord,
Then fastened my dreams,
With the same cord,
A Mirror-House
I am imprisoned in a mirror house,
What kind of house it is,
Where all around,
I see your face,
The Poem Inscribes You
I don’t do,
My poem inscribes you in her lines,
It inscribes the delicacy of candles of your hands,
Prudence and farsightedness of your symphonic beauty.
Silence prevails
In each wire of my soul,
Pangs of separations upsurge;
While seeing you my love,
In Memory Of The Bygone Days
Who knows more than the ocean
Sorrows of the seashores,
We are travelers,
Friendship of the wind and sail has cut
Think Awhile
What kind of this discourse is of acrimonious moments, On one side I and on the other you,
In between is a mound of ice,
In the spectacle of aloofness
Nothing but a pang of separation.
A Piece Of Advice
To the tale of seasons,
Seasons sleeping on the dumb rocks,
O! Futile Wind
The wall of prison, the roof of dirge,
And an arc of ignorance make a sight,
And we are in between,
This is the sight that has bound,

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