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To
The Free-thinkers
Who sacrifice their good name,
to reach the good in life;
And
Shame on all the Hypocrites
Who, while putting on a good name,
debase the good life as imposters.
Acknowledgements
I am greatful to the members of Pakistan Study Forum
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CONTENTS
No
Title
age
Preface
by B. Meer
IV
2
4
6
8
10
14
16
18
22
'24
28
28
28
30
34
No
Title
age
16
Enchained By Love
( Beirut, 1981)
Solitary Confinement
( Lahore Fort Jail, 1959)
Ashes And Blossoms
( Lahore ?,1982)
Look At The Town From Here
( Karachi, 1965 )
So Softly
( Moscow, 1964)
Predicament
36
17
18
19
20
21
38
40
42
46
48
( ? ,1966)
22
Elegy
48
( ? , 1968)
23
24
Our Relationship
( Lahore, 1982)
Infatuation
50
52
( ? , 1969)
25
26
Memory
( Montgomery Jail, circa 1953)
Feel And Listen
54
56
( ? , 1955-59)
27
56
( ? ' 1955-59)
28
29
30
31
32
The Spring
( ? , circa 1964 )
The Oath And The Promise
( ? , 1968)
The Voice
( Lyallpur Jail, 1951 )
Tonight
( ? , circa 1973)
All The Way
58
58
60
60
62
( ? ,1971)
33
64
( ? , 1974)
Publisher's note: In some cases the year and the place when a
piece was completed remain uncertain. We will be thank
ful for any information which the readers may provide us
for the future corrections.
I
PREFACE
I was
the name of Faiz, using Paiz's material; while the other had
when I read Paiz today, despite the passage of time, the thoughts
are not only familiar but they could also be my own - although
the ultimate origin of many of them may very well be any
of the three poets mentioned above.*
* And, of course, many others.
II
The recitation of poetry in the East, unlike most
best to silence the voices of those thinkers who were not dedi
cated to flattery. When Faiz wrote,
" If I am depriyed of pen and paper, then what?
I have dipped the fingers in my heart's ink.
III
of human experience. But there is a lack of one aspect in his
expression - rawness, even when urgent. Faiz is sophisticated,
erudite, observant, and a protestor against the unjust; yet, his
protest is the controlled protest of a man who has learnt to
lent pulsations.
not a full Punjabi if one can not put one's heart before the mind,
at least sometimes.
Still, I must not let my own steam of feelings,
IV
BASIT MEER
one could see with the naked eye became something com
pletely different.
This faculty to transform the impression received by
his brain through the physical eye into entirely new images
perceived by his mfri.d stayed with him all his life, helping
him create his own style in metaphoric narration.
and said that one day Paiz should be a good poet, if he exerted
himself.
v
Paiz says that he liked nature but thought that a city
with its small streets, roads, squares and shops had a beauty
of its own; although it required a special perspective to see
that beauty. He had a deep love for the centres of all human
activity.
social view. The period which followed 1930 was highly influ
enced by the international economical crisis. During that
period many people who had lived an uncertain life lost
Don't Ask
heat of the demand for liberty which came from all over
the subcontinent. There was challenge, repression and
protest.
None could have escaped the effects of that dynamic
political climate, and that applies to Paiz as well.
VI
Faiz's thoughts and ideas matured, his vision broadened.
turned into nightmares when his own people took over power.
One discovered that freedom actually meant slavery under
one's own lords. The oppressors had only changed their masks;
otherwise, repression, violence and injustice we.Y"e. maintained
as before. Freedom was just an illusion. A sort of pessimism,
Paiz found the pen in his hand again when he was appointed
arrested.
VII
It was a difficult time. Paiz spent about four years in jail.
His second and third collection of poetry portray
the span
co-thinkers.
In 1958 the ruling party was once more forced to put a stop
to the advance of the struggle for democracy. That time it was
INTRODUCTION
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LET IT BE
Today
If the breeze, in the garden of memory,
Wants to scatter the petals; then, let it be.
The pain, resting in some niche of the bygone age,
If wishes to kindle again; then, let it be.
Although you behave like a stranger now, so what;
Come and spend some time, face to face.
If we do meet , then afterwards,
The feeling of our loss shall intensify.
The exchange of few words between you and me,
Shall enhance the ambiguity of every word unsaid.
Neither of us shall refer to any promise,
Nor discuss fidelity or oppression.
If my eyes approach you, laden with tears,
To wash away the settled dust of the past,
You may respond, or choose to ignore them;
And words which make you avert the eyes,
You may rejoin, or choose to neglect them.
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WHEN PRING CAME
And all those torments have returned too Regrets and sufferings of the friends,
The drunkenness induced by the embrace of nymphs,
The pains recalled by the mind;
Your and mine.
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EVENING
Now
Neither the dusk will fall,
Nor the darkness arrive.
Neither the night will end,
Nor the dawn arise.
The sky waits hopefully, for this spell to break The chain of silence may snap,
The lap of Time may become free.
That,
A trumpet shall sound,
An anklet shall clink,
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Some damsel might lift the veil from her face.
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YOU TELL US WHAT TO DO
When
In the stream run with pain,
We entered with the barque of life,
How strong were our arms!
How crimson was the blood!
It felt as if with a stroke or two,
The boat should reach its port.
It wasn't so:
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How can we, now, land across?
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We had observed the wounds of this land,
A lot of trust was put in the Curers,
A lot of prescriptions were also at hand.
It felt as if in a day or two,
All the ailments would disappear,
And, then, all the wounds should heal.
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Try to analyse as much you like,
And blame as much you feel,
The breast is the same, as is the wound;
Tell us what is to be done,
How can we, now, heal the wound.
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I awoke, with my eyes filled with your beauty The air refreshened, as if it was your array.
The zephyr must have wandered through your bed-chamber,
My dawn is infused with the scent of your body.
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The oppressors, with their venomous concocts,
Shall neither triumph today nor tomorrow.
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THE MEETING
But
From the tre of this very night,
Have fallen these few pale leaves of the
Transient time and, after entangling in your
Locks, turned into scarlet blossoms.
From its dew have !llso trickled,
These few drops of the silence
And became briUiants on your brow.
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NO TRACE OF BLOOD
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to attain fame - as inscription on a banner.
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ENCHAINED BY LOVE
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SOLITARY CONFINEMENT
Far away
A light flickered on the horizon In the domain of mind, arose the retgn of pain;
In the world of fantasy, my restlessness increased;
In the realm of solitude, the dawn arrived.
After blending my day's venom with life's gall,
I filled the bowl of my heart with that drink.
Far away
A light flickered on the horizon A way from my sight, bearing the news of a dawn,
Some song, some scent or some pretty maid,
Passed by the way - incensing me with hope.
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Today, again,
On the string spun from grief and pain,
I threaded blossoms; drawn from your memory.
And I plucked,
From the desert of abandoned love,
Buds which bloomed; when we were togather.
Then,
I placed on your doorstep,
Offerings to the days of your memory.
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Side by side, in the vase called Desire,
The ashes of separation, the blossoms from our love.
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If you
Look at the town from here:
In concentric circles
- Like a jail There are walls all around.
Every path - some prisoner's footmarks;
But,
No milestone, destination,
Or a well-wisher's stand.
->->->->
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PREDICAMENT
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OUR RELATIONSHIP
This "secret love" which I have kept concealed from all "Ages have gone by since I held you in my arms".
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INFATUATION
When
It rains on the roof,
I dream of you.
It snows on the mountain,
I dream of you.
The dawn's fairy arises,
I dream of you.
The cuckoo sends her call,
I dream of you.
Birds come and depart,
I dream of you.
Fragrance sweetens the garden,
I dream of you.
The dew glows like pearls,
I dream of you.
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They filled the taverns, or crowded the shrines The greedy adopted all that became the vogue.
Only we are left to entertain the Preacher Every pretender in the town is now a saint.
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THE SPRING
Nowadays
The night ebbs,
Like a subsiding surge of inebriation;
The day swells,
Lil<:e the flowers, full of colours and perfume.
The goblets are empty!
Pay heed to the advent of Spring;
Fill the hearts with desire,
And, your eyes with yearning.
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THE VOICE
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