Aamir Abdullah whose pen name is Aamir abdullah is a Trilingual published writer from Pakistan.He writes both prose and poetry in English,Urdu and Punjabi.He has three books of poetry published along with numerous articles in different international and national magazines and anthologies.He is also running two online literary groups.Discourse is review group in English where selected poems are published and reviewed While Nazm-e-Jadeed is a literary group in which Urdu poems are reviewed. He is considered a main stream writer in Pakistan.His work is discussed on P.hd level and he has got many awards for his remarkable work in poetry. He is an educationist by profession.He runs a school system in Pakistan. WE ARE NOT RIPEN YETShells are soft And pulps Searching for sweetness Stones haven't yet got Their share In God's miraculous artistry Wombs to become fertile Rooting about a serene tear Deep into the soil Covering unfathomable journeys Yet the rays Rush to sunder us Deep jeopardise dark Ambush to swallow Our tender bones We with our trembling hearts Out gaze the thin arc Dripping sweet sublime light Beyond the horizons !!! ABSURDITYOur bowls were empty
And our lips tasted Neither a sugary delight Nor a sharp bitterness Still our crimes were unforgivable And our ages were penalized Thrown far away....... From the moonlit nights We forgot the caressing Of the soft light beams ( A chick with its beak Tries to break the shell From inside But can't tear apart hard coverings Spread,layer upon layer Freedom is a dream of Every single genome But dream ends up Into caliginous depths) We were tired But couldn't stop to take a nap We,the captives of our destiny Lived with agony and pain Hidden beneath our dusky skins What was our life And what was its worth We were crushed and squeezed For him,whose smiles Were extracted From the essence of our screams His body had sucked our brightness To become visible....!!!!
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