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An Ode on the Significance of Father Father is one of the two most important persons in our life alongside mother. It is he (father) who faces different hardships throughout his life so that we can live a comfortable life. Those who have lost their father at an early age, can understand the significance of their father.  However, in 21st century separation among parents is increasing day by day which is a point of great concern. We should address this burning issue before it's too late. I would rather urge parents that before getting separated, do think about your children and their emotions.  Through this poem, I have tried to pay tribute to all the fathers of the world including reminding you that how important your father is.  So, let's now read the poem. Father: A True Tower of Strength! In the realm of love, a steadfast guide, A tower of strength, forever by my side. A figure of wisdom, a heart so true, This ode I pen, my dear father for you. With gentle words an...

Incompetent & Corrupt Judicial System (A Poem)  This poem reflects the current judicial system of Pakistan in particular which is losing its credibility among public. Justice is one of the core values of any society that causes flourish as well destruction.  Unfortunately, Pakistan is such a country where doctrine of necessity has always been given high priority due to our weak, incompetent, timid, and compromised judicial system. That's why Pakistan's judicial system ranks 157th position in the world. "Might is right" quotation exactly fits our judicial system where military establishment has been successful to get decision in their favour even at the cost of abbrogating the constitution of 1973.  This critical poem will give you an idea that how far our outdated judicial system is lagging behind including creating chaos and lawlessness in Pakistan.  Let's now read the poem. Incompetent & Corrupt Judicial System (Poem)  In the halls of justice , where f...

Mother: A Symbol of an Eternal Love & Care (An Ode) No one can deny the eternal love and care of the mother. Mother is the best example of real love and compassion. She not only gives birth, bears unlimited pain, nurtures, and takes care of us but also sacrifices her entire life for our ease and comfort.  Though, certainly I can't pay back to my mother for immortal sacrifices for me, yet I have just tried to pay tribute to her including acknowledging her selfless services through this poem (ode).  I am sure that you too love very much your your lovely mother the way I do. Let's now read the poem. Mother; A Symbol of an Eternal Love & Care (Poem)  In the realm of love's purest embrace, A beacon of warmth, her gentle grace. A nurturer, protector, an eternal guide, In the tapestry of life , she walks beside.  Mother, the embodiment of tender care, Eyes with  cradle dreams, she's always there.  Her touch, a soothing balm upon our pain, A shelter from li...

A Tribute to Teachers: The Guiding Lights of the World (Poem) Introduction Teaching is indeed the most challenging, respected and honoured profession in the world. Teachers have been given highest regards in every society. They are indeed the builders of a tolerant, peaceful, humble, equal, equitable, and just society. Teaching is one of the most challenging and most difficult professions in the world. It requires proper knowledge, skills, teaching techniques, art of injecting knowledge into the minds of the learners, dedication, commitment, and responsibility of developing an educated society. However, when it comes to perks and privileges, teaching is not the highest paid profession in many parts of the world. It is a fact that teachers live a meagre life in many developing and underdeveloped countries of the world. Teaching is also regarded as the profession of the Prophets in Christianity andIslam. The last messenger of Islam Prophet Muhammad SAW had once said that "Teachers a...

Lavishing Youth: A Poem on Village Life Introductory Note Lavishing Youth; a village life (poem) is based on the five stanzas. In this poem, I have reflected on my personal experiences that I came across during my youthful life span at my village (Arain, District Shikarpur, Sindh). Similarly, I have shared my personal experiences and everlasting memories in this poem. Whenever I read this poem, it reminds me of my youth and gets me back to my past life through imagination.   I still remember those unforgettable moments and memories that give me an amazing feeling of compassion and love for my village.   LAVISHING YOUTH; A VILLAGE LIFE Wow! The memory of youth is always overwhelming; Wandering, ambling, sprinting, spoiling & exhaling, Working in fields, grazing the herds, bathing in wells; Missing that village life which causes me screams. Not realizing how slight & meteoric; the lavishing youth is; Though calm, slow, and simple, yet how supersonic it is, Seeing th...

We Shall Meet Again (A Poem)   Introduction   We come across many bitter experiences in our lives. One of these bitter experiences is the separation from our loved ones. Though we don't want to be get separated but life brings such situations where we don't have any other options except separation. In this poem, I have reflected on my feelings and desires that a day will come when I'll meet again with my dearest darling. So, let's now read that when and how I'll meet with my love.                        We’ll Meet Again! We’ll meet again when the flowers blossom When the cuckoo backs in the inflorescence of spring; In the calmness of the melodious mid-night falling We’ll meet again when the seasons are awesome.                                      We'll Meet Again On the shore of oceans, on the peak of mountains When the eve...

                      Introduction   This is a harsh reality that we live in a materialistic world where people don't care about others. People are so mean and greedy that at times they behave like beasts.  Similarly, they don't care about others. This is why sometimes we feel that we live in the wrong place which is full of pains and curses.                                                                                                     ASYLUM   The world is vulturous, where is the asylum? Humanity is embarrassed, evil is the dominant, Boundaries are the barriers, and identities cause variant Differences in race, color ...

A Shadowy Support: A Poem in Tribute to a True Friendship   Introduction  This poem is all about a true and eternal friendship. A sincere friend is an asset to all of us. We choose friends by ourselves and hence friendship is a quite delicate relationship. It requires great care, affection, dedication, and above all honest dealing. In this poem, I have used simple vocabulary so that you may understand easily. However, some words are used in science and you might find them difficult to understand. Anyways, let's now read the poem.  A Shadowy Support Ah! What beauty lies in true friendship;   It's healing to heart, frost to eyes, and a co-sponsorship With full of feelings, filled with emotions & joy; It's awesome, amazing & bonded like an alloy.   Ah! What  beauty lies in true friendship A foothold in need, a cure in pain, a patch of palm; A ray of hope, a petal of a rose, peaceful & calm Oxygen to lungs, insulin, a hormone & gly...

A POEM BY RAJA BAHAR KHAN SOOMRO   Introduction People of Sindh are emotionally attached to the Indus River and so am I. Similarly, the Indus River is the only source of agriculture in Sindh, one of the provinces of modern-day Pakistan. It has a length of about 3120 kilometers (1940 miles). The Indus river starts from the Western Tibet mountainous region and ends at Thatta city by falling into the Arabian Sea.  You will find some amazing things including blind dolphins and tasty fish in the water of the Indus river. additionally, its water is so pure and fresh that keeps agricultural fields (in all the provinces of Pakistan) fertile and productive. In this poem, I have tried to pay my homage including highlighting the past history of this mighty river of Sindh, Pakistan.   O! THE RIVER INDUS; O! MY DELIGHT Thou the Mehran, thee the giant of Himalaya; You the Sindhu, the heart & soul of the Sindh , Thou the Tibetian beauty, thee the Alexandria; You the queen of...

 Background In this poem, I have described the importance, impact, impact, and reaction of certain words. Actually, while communicating with others, we use different words that hurt others including making them angry.  Therefore, we should use soft words that may soothe and keep others happy. Similarly, words have power, sense, hidden meanings, ideas, and indications. This is why we need to be very much careful while choosing and using certain words including being attentive to them. WORDS! A POEM We play on words as words are a wonder Kind words, soft words, and sweet words feel fonder; Harsh words, hard words, and silly words are an offender; Little words, few words, slight words are attender, We play on words as words are a wonder! Class, lifestyle, caliber, level, and position are the pretender Words after all words that cut the ground from under; Politics, power, diplomacy , and bureaucracy are plunder; Words such as words that pull the rug out from under,...

Who Am I! A Poem           Introduction Understanding our true identity is crucial for everyone. While we are all aware that we are human beings, this poem focuses on our specific roles in the world. Often, we become confused about which particular role we should play.  Additionally, we need to remind ourselves of these roles when we become entangled in worldly affairs. In this poem, I seek to remind myself of my own identity. Let us now read and discover how I have undertaken this self-reminder. WHO AM I!  I am a soul with a heart that beats, Feelings, emotions, joys so sweet; My brain thinks, perceives, and speaks, Laughs and cries in life's little feats. I wonder, Who Am I? Wandering, growing as years unfold, Facing the sun, feeling the cold; Strength, passion, bold and bright, Yet tears reveal life's hidden plight. I wonder, Who Am I? Learning, experimenting, living anew, Embracing pain, moving through; Missing carefree days of yore, Life’s rush le...