Shamin Bashir Shah Poems

You gave me so much,
But I gave you nothing but pain.
You gave me the freedom I yearned,
But in return I bind you in chains.
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On a wrinkled piece of paper,

I lay in extreme centre.
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My body and soul has repeatedly been used, abused,
and thrown away as trash.
On that far corner, She cries softly over my ruined body,
not knowing that, I also bleed in pain.
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Whenever I see the world around me
I see the terrible sights around me
I see children working around me
I see people, starving to death around me
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As tears prick my eyes,
I hold down my cries.
Things that I fear,
Have atlas come so near.
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