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Apr 15, 2012

Pak Sar Zameen Ka Nizam, Quwat-e-Akhuwat-e-Awam

I thought up the following verses one night when Karachi was going through a series of ethnic violence and attacks. I am not at all an expert in Urdu poetry so whatever mistakes are found, please forgive. 






I want to acknowledge Maryam Reza, Ali Ahmed and Bilal Sheikh for being awesome and helping me out with it. 


8 comments:

  1. quite nice if i may say so :) well done!

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  2. Oh my! this is so well written! Thumbs up!!

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  3. wah wah! kya shayari hai :)

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  4. If I may make a small suggestion, in the interest of balance, I think the 'hum tau' can be omitted from the second line of the last shair...it's implied anyway. But I love that shair though, I'm tweeting it!

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    1. Thanks! Actually my friend typed it for me in the Urdu font and I don't have the patience to edit it. Haha. But thanks for the appreciation and for the suggestion.

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