#Pakistani poetry

[nabihahahahhahaha]

Tum thaq ke idhar aana

تم تھک کے ادار آنا۔

Apney dheele bazuon ke sath

اپنے دھیلے بازون کے ساتھ

Apne akhon k neeche gehrey khwab le kar

اپنی آنکھوں کے نیچے گہرےخواب لے کر

Sar k upar mandrati hui

دار کے اوپر مندرتی ہوئی

Adhuri si khwaish k sath

ادھوری خوایش کے ساتھ

Tum thaq ke idhar aana

تم تھک کے اذار آنا۔

Jab in buney hue rasto k

جب بنی ہوا راستہ کے

Dhagon me paer ulajhane lagey

ڈھگے الجھانے لگے

Jab ehsas ho k akele dhakka dene se zindagi

جب احساس ہو کے اکلے ڈھاکہ دینے سے زندگی

Aur agey nahi badhegi

اور اگے نہیں بڈھیگی

Tum thaq ke idhar aana

تم تھک کے ادار آنا۔

[desigrrrl]

— Faiz Ahmed Faiz, My Heart, Fellow Traveler (translated by Waqas Khwaja)

[shayarishahrukhkhanandcinema]

When Jaun Elia said "Har Haal mein Hasne ka Hunar paas tha jinke,

woh Rone lage hain Koi baat tho hogi"

And I felt it.

[jalebi-o-shir]

Rose scents, rose flavors, and rose-everything. Still wish to wear a rose garland at my wedding. They say roses are red. Violets are blue. I’m not shaadi shuda. I have no clue. Waiting till the day they pull off my shoe.

Brown men dream of weddings too…

[manwalksintobar]

If They Should Come for Us  // Fatimah Asghar

these are my people & I find them on the street & shadow through any wild all wild my people my people a dance of strangers in my blood the old woman’s sari dissolving to wind bindi a new moon on her forehead I claim her my kin & sew the star of her to my breast the toddler dangling from stroller hair a fountain of dandelion seed at the bakery I claim them too the sikh uncle at the airport who apologizes for the pat down the muslim man who abandons his car at the traffic light drops to his knees at the call of the azan & the muslim man who sips good whiskey at the start of maghrib the lone khala at the park pairing her kurta with crocs my people my people I can’t be lost when I see you my compass is brown & gold & blood my compass a muslim teenager snapback & high-tops gracing the subway platform mashallah I claim them all my country is made in my people’s image if they come for you they come for me too in the dead of winter a flock of aunties step out on the sand their dupattas turn to ocean a colony of uncles grind their palms & a thousand jasmines bell the air my people I follow you like constellations we hear the glass smashing the street & the nights opening their dark our names this country’s wood for the fire my people my people the long years we’ve survived the long years yet to come I see you map my sky the light your lantern long ahead & I follow I follow

[soul-from-another-era]

[soracities]

Fahmida Riaz, "A Woman is Laughing", trans. Ankita Saxena, pub. Modern Poetry in Translation [ID'd]

[maihonhassan]

Life update:

"Haal ye hai ki apni haalat par, ghaur karne se bach raha hun main."

- Jaun Eliya

[mehreenkhan]

When Parveen Shakir said “ab to is raah se woh shakhs guzarta bhi nahin, ab kis umeed pe darvaze se jhanke koi” and when Faiz said “na jane kis liye umeed waar baitha hun, ek aisi raah pe jo teri rahguzar bhi nahin”

[kafi-farigh-yusra]

گماں تم کو کہ رستہ کٹ رہا ہے

یقین مجھ کو کہ منزل کھو رہے ہو

حبیب جالب

Gumaa'n tum ko k rasta katt raha hai

Yaqee'n mujh ko k manzil kho rahe hou

Habeeb Jalib

[nabihahahahhahaha]

Vo ankhein jinhone ne khauf ke kya kya manzar nahin dekhey,

Vo ankhein itni mast e raqsaa'ñ ki qalandar nahin dekhey

Vo ankhein jo koi neela samandar nahin,

vo ankhein jinme aj tak basa qalb-e- sikandar nahin,

vo ankhein jinhe halaat ne khul ke chamakne na diya,

vo ankhein jisey kbhi jazbaat mein bhatakney na diya,

vo ankhein jo chashm-e-noor naam ka patthar hi rahin,

vo ankhein jinke Ghar ki azaariyan badtar hi rahin,

Vo ankhein jo apne sabar ka phal paa key thak gayin,

Uthi kisi umeed se to maat kha ke thak gayi,

Writer: Alina

@theqalbofnight

[desigrrrl]

— Faiz Ahmed Faiz, August 1952 (translated by Agha Shahid Ali)

[stfu-gurl]

When Jaun Elia said

"Khuwahishein, dil ka sath chor gayi, ye aziyat bari aziyat hai"

And also when Falak from shehr-e zaat said

Sab bhikaari hain, sab ko mangna parta hai, koi ishq mangta hai koi duniya mangta hai aur jo yeh sab kuch nahi mangta, wo khuwahish ka khatam hona mangta hai.

- it reminded me of those wishes i buried in my heart

[annagxx]

Yeh duniya nahi hai mere pas toh kya, mera yeh bharm tha ki mere pass tum ho.

[chthonic-empyrean]

أنت الشخصية الرئيسية في كل قصائدي

You're the main character of all my poetry

[soul-from-another-era]

Would you like to come over and look at the moon with me?