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POETS’ CORNER
Pakistanis have hope
Pakistanis have seen enough upsets of life,
Now is the time to rise,
To rise as the shining stars,
Looking brighter than all.
Pakistanis have faced enough miseries since 1947,
Now is the time to celebrate,
To celebrate for the triumphs,
Which we have seen after many tries.
Pakistanis have lost enough battles,
Battles of weapon, heart and mankind,
Now is the time to succeed,
To succeed for our hopes.
Pakistanis still have hopes,
To look forward cheerfully,
To see the dawn which will come one day,
And fill colours in our life.
The dawn is soon to come,
For on it depends our destiny,
The destiny about which our leaders dreamt.
To see Pakistan on top of the world.
Amna Rahat, 16 years, Karachi
I think about you
I think about you
In crowed, when I feel myself alone
I think about you
In noise, when I feel myself deaf
I think about you
In every walk of my life
I think how I will live without you
You are as a cool puff
I take deep breath in it.
You are beautiful days of my past age,
How can I forget my memories
I think about you in war.
When, everything rings death song
Then, I feel you as a peace messenger
I think about you in the dark night
When, everything’s concealed in darkness
Then, I think about you,
You are my coming to morning
Clear, beautiful and illuminated
I think about you
In heavy rain. I feel you as a rainbow.
Spread across the sky after the heavy rain
Which is the symbol of happiness
I think about you in hates.
When, everyone becomes blind
Then, I feel you as a selfless lover.
I think about you.
When, I feel myself fatigue.
Then I feel you as a deep sleep
Which refreshes the body
I think about you
In moon light.
Which makes the way for travellers
Then, I feel you as a guide
Who shows me the way.
I think about you.
You are sign of my life
How can I terminate my life?
To give up you.
Saima Anis,Karachi
To my love
There are millions of people
No one is like you
I feel such deep feelings
Because I love you
No one in this world
Has such grace
No one is such able
To fill your place
I hope you will always know
What I never say
My love for you grows
With every passing day.
Faiza Kiran, 18 years, Sahiwal
Summer
The temperature is higher,
Great balls of fire;
Mirages on roads wherever I go,
It’s every humans deadliest foe;
Turn on the air condition,
bring the curtains down,
To evade the heat, so you aren’t dark brown;
Drink lots of water, and stay indoors,
The heat’s worse than being eaten by wild boars;
Let’s hope we make it through without a stroke,
Medications and bills would leave us broke.
Ravez Junejo, 16 years, Karachi,
Peace
The world is a place for peace
That is the way God meant it to be
All are born equal and all have a right
To be able to start a life with future bright
Just like the dove builds its nest
So it can rear its chicks the best
But alas the human and his nature of greed
He does not let the other enjoy his feed
And wants the other share
Though he may have his own fare
So in comes fighting and war
And happiness it bars
And as it destroys the worlds peace
The dove has no choice but to weep
Jawaid I. Samdani, Karachi
A dream compared to life
The dream I saw, oh dear!
Could not be true, its rear
It was one ever dreamt,
One’s never to have, what it meant,
For life is an ice cream and mine is half melt,
For I have never felt
For some is mere trifle,
For some is disastrous ripple,
I’m in the middle,
In a confused riddle,
Some part is bless,
Some part means stress,
One can never have what means best,
And if you have mistakes
Remember it for the life that is left,
For that the dream I dreamt could not be mine,
I still thank God for what I have
Because its fine.
Mishal Rinah
Roses
In the garden full of roses,
Some are red
some are pink.
Roses are the king of flowers
With lovely smell
With lovely petals
I love Roses
Lovely and lovely!
Roses are the best!
Kulsoom Hisam, 7 years, Karachi
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