Wednesday 14 August 2013

Pakistan, my land



                                         Unique is the land where I am born
                                 Childhood & growing were to horn
                                Memories of laughter, happiness & pain
                          Each facet of life opened a new challenge yet again

                      A land where Mountains, Rivers & valleys are wellborn
                                 Pines, Mulberry, Walnut, Mango all well known
                            Harrapa, Moenjodaro, Indus, Potohar,Taxila were to gain
                                 History, Economics, and Architecture, now in bane
                     Migrants of Persian, Grecian, Parthian, Arab, White Hun
                            Afghan, Turk, Mughal, Saka all blended and reborn
                             With colours and cuisine not found in any reign
                              Arts and crafts marvelled of the seasoned brain

                         Western Highlands, Karakorum & Pamir mountains warn
                        The height and might of the land & its people with a scorn
                            For the new invaders and enemies will suffer in pain
                              With the Wrath of its men will leave them slain

                          Such is my land with a history so forgone
                             Yet to see a country which bears with a smile in morn
                           For its people have endured much without a complaint
                              With hard work, resilience & a handful of grain

                          Jinnah made this country of talent and sworn
                      Iqbal thought it would be the citadel of Islam for govern
                                   Minorities shall flourish without a strain
                                  Treasures of nature shall open their drain

                           Oh Lord, Pakistan is my home I so deeply adorn
                       Play writes, Martyrs, freedom lovers, Scientists who shorn
                                The shape of a nation all in a beautiful chain
                              Keep it safe, long living, with equality maintain


(The above poem was published in my Anthology of Poetry "Building Bridges" in 2011)