ABDULLAH ZAMAN BABAR - POEMS

Abdullah Zaman Babar is a poet and an author. He studies Electrical Engineering at Air University, Islamabad. He currently resides in Islamabad, Pakistan.

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​                   GOOD BYE FOREVER (TRUE INCIDENT)
 
Today, athirst and disheveled, I was late to school,
Just near to break its fundamental rule,
Sharp at 8:00, I appeared in front of the gates,
Perhaps I was the last legal one to flow unobstructed towards my fate,
 
Time passed like always, and my hard work continued,
I did my work until I was amused,
And now we were told to write an article on “Patriotism”,
Merely to make us understand who we were, thus not to follow any criticism,
 
I wrote in my way and purely expressed my love for my nation,
I promised to make all the sacrifices in my own fashion,
When I was about to end it,
I, unwantedly, broke my pencils point,
 
A moment later, I heard some flawless gun shots,
We stood afraid and shocked,
We knew we were up against some coward intruders,
Still we mustered up courage and retaliated against those soulless shooters,
 
Many fell down, and many ran towards them,
Just to save others and to stop them,  
“Oh Lord! Help us” was the ascending mantra,
No life, that collapsed, could be termed as an extra,
 
I was among the brave ones who fell down,
While breathing the last breaths I thought of my mom,
Her smile was the only thing I could remember,
But now her child was ready to leave on this 16th of December,
 
Somebody, please console her heart,
Tell her that her son has fulfilled, for his nation, the devotional part,
Tell her that her son is standing among the valiant ones,
And that’s a true place for a real Pashtun,
 
While leaving I had this utmost desire,
As I couldn’t finish my article that I once wished to be admired,
I wish that someone who takes my place can complete it in my mood,
If not by a pencil, finish it with my blood. 

 
​                      Interpreting His Feeling


​In despair, I'm sitting next to sadness,
And holding tightly grief's harness,
Never freely letting my feelings to flow,
Not ready to experience another severe blow,

Darkening the dark valleys of my mind,
And scattering, in them, all the hardships I faced in time,
But really they are too many to forget,
Perhaps the only choice is to choose death,

Oh! But death is what cowards choose,
Who perceive that life is of no use,
As it takes a life to explain a life,
May be mine would suggest a reason to live.
 
                                                                                                                                      

                                     THE BITTER FACT

I wish I could stay alone and happy,
In this world of terror and brutality,
Where people know nothing,
Except to kindle a fire in heaven,

When I came to know about this bitter fact,
I contemplated upon the signed pact,
Which humanity had agreed with GOD,
Not to harm any life never and forever,

They are consistent in making mistakes intentionally,
Not knowing that they will have to face him eventually,
They will have to pay for it,
Sooner or later they will be asked for it,

O People of the WORLD! Mend your ways,
Devote your life for others in some case,
This life is too short to live,                                                                        
Better to pass it with good wills.