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POETS CORNER
Attack on Iraq
Iraq, once a country of peace
The oil enriched land of Islam.
USA regarded it
As a terrorist nation under Saddaam.
A desert of beauty it was
With sands of Asian charm,
It now has red horizons
And the situation is no more serene and calm.
“This war is not against Iraqi blood”, USA claims“to the people we mean no harm.”
Why not then settle this issue peacefully and leave behind weapons and arms.
It’s merely not a war against Iraq or Saddaam.
It’s either for the oil Iraq has or against the religion Islam.
MEHVEEN AIJAZ, Karachi
If I would be a doctor
If I would be a doctor
I would work with honesty,
Which is the best policy.
I would work with patience,
As I would have many patients
I would look after them with great care,
As this is the best health care
I would be pleased
After I have cured their disease.
I would have a big hospital
In which I would be hospitable.
I would treat them with love and sympathy
As this is great humanity.
MADIHA AHMED
Advice to a bird
Listen to me you silly bird
Silly bird haven’t you heard
That the winters here will be long and cold
Didn’t you know that, being so bold
Go on your way!
Do as I say
It can be a fast wind blowing
Winter is coming didn’t you know that
And there are also many cunning and wise cats
They have long whiskers and cold paws
They will gobble you up in their freezing jaws
They will bite you in their frosty mouth!
Save yourself bird, go south!
SHEENA NEEZAR AHMAD, 10 years, Karachi
After me!
When I will not be here;
When I will be gone;
When I will be dead;
My dear one,
Walk past my grave
Just shed no tears
Just put some wild flowers beside me
Sit beside me for a few moments
Talk to me
Cheer me up
Remember the time
When we were together
When we were friends,
Such close friends,
Listen to my quiet reply,
Enjoy those moments with me,
Try to understand the unsaid words
And consider
How much you still mean to me.
SARA MALIK
Why he.....
Why did he have to leave me?
Leaving me with nothing but sorrow,
With him gone, my life is empty and meaningless.
I have feelings I want to share,
I have thoughts I want to whisper,
I have sadness I want to cry out.
I have sorrows I want to forget.
Oh God! Why do you take away people,
Whom we love, we care for?
Oh God! Why do you give us endless pain,
That we can’t bear?
Oh God! why did you make me meet him,
If you meant to take him away,
All I am left with are,
“The sorrows deep within me”.
BATOOL SIDDIQI,13 years, Karachi
Destiny
Have you ever wished upon a falling star,
Or ever deciphered the meaning of a dream?
Have you wondered where your destination is?
Or you’ve always walked through an ignorant regime?
Do you know what you are aiming for?
Or the path you are going to opt?
Ever thought what loved ones want from you
Has it ever occurred oft?
If not then what’s your purpose on Earth?
And at what level do you stand?
What’s the frame of mind you own?
In this expanding land?
People are aiming for the skies,
But stars should be your aim.
That’s what you should run after,
Which will guarantee you some name
What’s the joy in prevailing fun?
When the joys ahead are none
Ponder about the concrete future,
Which would grant you some power.
So rise high oh my tender youth,
And reach for what you dream.
For success isn’t hard to find,
Apparently it may seem.
Work for what you dreamt for,
Work for the future ahead.
For a youth who never renders none,
Is unworthy alive than dead.
ANUM ALI, Karachi
Don’t let me be me
Don’t let me be me,
I’m tired of being myself,
So let me be somebody else.
I want to be a bird,
That flies in the sky,
Has no restriction, and
Does not even lie.
I want to be a pop star,
And have a candy bar,
Can’t do what I want,
Instead hear loads of taunts.
Life’s been miserable,
My thoughts have become terrible,
Every one loves ruling me,
And doesn't even let me be myself!!!
RUMI MUNAWAR
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