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Poets’ corner
Loneliness
When the sky goes blue
I think of you
A silent whisper, an unshed tear
Makes me realize papa you are not there
Time is passing on
But moments seem to be ceased
If this is called survival
Then yes I am breathing
I never believed what people said
Without trepidation I moved ahead
Always deeming you are in my heart
Then why tears come to make me realize you have departed
Ma fears now don’t let me sleep
Moments I spent with you make me weep
Friends say every wound will heal
But I know nothing will change for me.
Eiza Arshad Dar
18 years, Lahore
Life of a smoker!
Cigarette! Cigarette! & cigarette!
Makes my life very desperate
Made me use drugs as abuse
I used to think it was very cute
Cancer of my heart!
Gives pain to all my body parts
I am sorry for myself
But now no one can help!
Shazia Hussain
11 years, Karachi
Complain and answer
Complaint by student
If you wanted me to be fail than you should tell me before
At least I could have burnt my books or throw them in the store.
I worked so hard but still was unsuccessful
But still I could be pass if you allow me to cheat and be little helpful
The paper that I gave I left them all blank
Seeing the neatness, I should get 1st rank.
Response from teacher
If you wanted to be fail than you should have told me before
I could have told your father to take you out of the school door
I tried my level best but still was unsuccessful
You should be working hard instead of being playful
Paper that we gave you were returned blank
But among the failures, you have got 1st rank.
Khadija Haider
14 years, Karachi
The changing world
Life is muted, it’s a dangerous time
We are silent opposite crime
Loving environment has been changed
Humanity is also ruined
Country law is under pressure
All ministers made oppressors
Here no faith, here no peace
Why, why no peace?
We are insecure, how to assure
Sir increasing day be day
Youth select the weapon way
No perception of education
No value of God devotion
We are going, oh to far,
The ultimated end be the human war.
Sidra Jamil
Karachi
Memories are a treasure
Hey! My name is Sunny,
Once I was very funny,
Oh! My little friend John,
Now he has gone,
And my naughty partner Jerry,
We always ate strawberry,
My class-mate Robin,
Who lives now in coffin,
And my neighbour Anthony,
Who shared with me penny,
Oh! Another companion Simpson,
Who was a little technician,
And a good friend James,
Who had funny games,
Oh! God gives all them heaven,
Once we all were seven,
But now I am alone,
They all have gone,
Oh! The moments of my early age,
Rescue me from sadness cage,
Memories give me time of joy,
And I feel fun and enjoy,
Memories are a treasure,
Which give me pleasure,
Atif Khalid Butt
Reflections
I want to know are these people ours?
It’s written quite clearly on the stars,
That people who remain close and near,
Don’t always remain nice and dear,
But all those under the sun,
Should remain united and one.
Sadly the fact remains the same,
People do anything for money and fame.
Though I say this truthfully,
Yet I must admit with shamefulness,
That I myself dwell with selfishness!
Zenubia Aqeel
Homework
Homework! Oh homework!
You just had to be here
Oh my1 Oh my! It’s just not fair
I wish you would go out of my brain
And in the drain
I wish I didn’t have to do you
Life would be so peaceful without you
Home! Oh homework!
You just had to be here
Oh my! Oh my1 It’s just not fair.
Roha Sitwat
8 years, Karachi
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