Oblivious to the meaning of patriotism, Pakistanis consider independence day as a chance to parade around their cities on bikes, just to dump the flags they were waving earlier onto the ground..
POETS CORNERAh, love, let us be trueTo one another! for the world, which seemsTo lie before us like a land of dreams,So various, so beautiful, so new,Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for.
Poets on poetryA good poem is a contribution to reality. The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it. A good poem helps to change the shape of the universe, helps to extend everyone’s knowledge of himself and the world.
Keats on beauty
“Beauty is truth, truth beauty, that is allYe know on earth, and all ye need to know.”“Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not.”“With a great poet the sense of Beauty.
I surpass a threshold unaware
The random paths abruptly converge
All the horrors, pains submerge
I stand disembodied in the lurch
A prick keeps shining in the birch
A close look reveals not a thorn
A nest saved from the storm
The sparrows twitter away the gloom
Rejuvenating after the doom
It cannot rejoice in the whole
Dwells on the pain too ardently
osing moments spent happily
To find my own perch
My abode in a terrestrial world
Elated and serene, out of the herd.
A corner in my head
By Tahreem Asghar
Crawled in a corner in my head