Partition And After Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Partition And After
Everybody wanted lion's share
But were afraid to talk and dare
They were to benefit from blood and holocaust
People were to migrate soon and fast
Land was to be divided
But no clue was provided
No one knew which river will flow where
Only confusion prevailed here and there
Yet it went on with calculated move
People were uprooted and removed
Their property was burnt and houses on fire
The politicians were blamed and called liar
Soon same army was to confront face to face
Arms were to be inducted for madly race
Millions were to sleep on open ground
Love was lost and no where to be found
Everything was done in hurry
Power was only the cause of concern and worry
What has it brought for people in this country?
Except, hatred, poverty, misery and sans glory
Still hundreds weep today for their beloved
Kith and keen that were in day light butchered
No one mourned their death and missed
Only their memory and ashes were to be kissed
Not that we are against people's aspiration
But that can be done by maintaining relation
Peaceful migration can take place in orderly manner
Law and order situation has to be restored later
How can we rejoice such unholy partition?
When there is hatred and mistrust followed by volcano type ignition?
We may celebrate hard earned independence and freedom
But such joy is momentary and may remain permanent seldom
deep Lisa Dixon Hernandez4 minutes ago Goes very de
Tribhawan Kaul We all have to forget what happened and must work towards furthering mutual trust and brotherhood. As usual well written poem bringing out your anguish and pain. :) 12 minutes ago · Unlike · 1
Muzzammil Shah Your poem seems to be a documentery on the partition of India and Pakistan. Our country, India is still feeling pain of the partition and the lines that has been made on its chest. When love and humanity lose, hatred wins. Great bloodshed has been done, it is not fair, it is not fair. We can bring love and brotherhood only if we have really felt this pain. about an hour ago via mobile · Like · 2
Your concern for the motherland remains uppermost in your mind, specially with your Air Force background. Your poem is very inspiring, too. Thank you. Kumarendra Mallick, Hyderabad Aug 17,
I am Sorry friend, for not reading your poems for long... it`s gone. Now the revival of this thought has no way any emerging spirit of second regret. Our leaders went wrong in many ways and the pains inflicted had historic pressures of execution devoid of the expected criticism. We cannot run a home well and so are the affairs of a country too. Keep writing sir.
Seema Ali6 hours ago I agree with your poem.the partition of India and Pakistan led to many a bad glory.could have been done in a more peaceful manner.Many, many innocent lives(be it of hindus or be it of muslims) were butchered.But, time is always a healer. A beautiful poem.
Laura Bailey The labor pains of a great country are clearly delineated in this very fine verse! 31 minutes ago · Like · 1
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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How can we rejoice such unholy partition? When there is hatred and mistrust followed by volcano type ignition?