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Poem: The Flour Deaths
Do we need? The Prime Minister House The President’s palace The great old parliament The Muppets of our bureaucracy The old feudal lords, And the thousands acres The old hands of dictators And the warmth of lies From the leaders of our present
Quaid-e-Azam, M.A.Jinnah: A Man for All Seasons
Guest Blog by Asim Khan To achieve your own dreams it takes a lifetime but to achieve the dream of millions, it’s a feat only a few can perform in the history of mankind. And Jinnah was one of them. And to achieve that one has to rise above the fear and display courage. The [...]
Response to Thomas Friedman’s article “Calling All Pakistanis”
Guest Blog by Asim Khan Dear New York Times Editors Response to Mr Friedman’s article “Calling All Pakistanis“..He wanted ordinary citizens of Pakistan to protest. Well here is the protest in words, from an ordinary Pakistani which is more effective rather than being on the streets. Mr Friedman must realise that his statements cannot be [...]
Poem: Balochistan
Guest blog by Asim THEY NEED OUR HELP, SUPPORT AND ALL WHAT WE CAN DO, AS THEY ARE US, AND WE ARE THEM in this hour of their need. I am beyond those limitations Of suffering and indifference Years of neglect, and its toll The divine gifts and its effect All in presence, all to [...]
Suicide Note
Guest Post by Asim Khan Part 1: The Introduction I am an outsider A view from inside I will kill Myself And my own Two angels All that existed For me and them To return To perfection; As the sun rises tomorrow! Part 2: THE GOLDEN BRIDGE As life walks past, Upon this golden bridge, [...]
Swat
Wrapped up in million stars this old sky, As they stare from little windows of existence From the wooden bridge, in the mountains As the mist rises in its colors of remembrance, There lies the valley, where beauty is suicidal There lies home, where protection is nature All in there, fleeting glance or permanence The [...]
Honor Killings in Babakot
In Babakot, And in all those places We don’t hear, we don’t see The old tradition lives, Underneath our skin Inside our heads Tarnished and convoluted In the name of honor Hangs the fate of women In ditches, proof of our humanity Shot, thrown and burnt In the name of honor In the name of [...]
In Memory of Ahmed Faraz
I remember his verses In his trails, words of revolution In his thoughts, words of gold Now carry we will, in our way In continuation, to find What became a dream? For the poet, for our friend A blessed soul, of our own Not borrowed, not stolen One of our own, the Faraz We will [...]
Long Live Pakistan
As they sway in with their voices Of change, with promises of difference Nowhere to be seen, the architects Just simple glances, just the routine Celebrate we will, our poverty and hunger As we roll these flags, across our chests Long live Pakistan, long live our nation Only hope, only hope and just the prayers [...]
It Is All What I Have
It is all what I have, My soul and my existence Imprinted and embedded In these lines, drawn and felt In this star and crescent Long are those trails and hidden Stories of my ancestors Some in me and some in graves In its lap, intoxicated in its slumber My old remains, my ancestors Years [...]
